tempestletrope "Your eyes are like the glow from the Lamps of Zacag," Rad sighed, caressing Isabella's cheek. "Soft, mysterious, lovely."
Zeit der Niedertracht
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I can not express in words, not in German nor in English, how angewidert
(dis-gusted is not strong enough) I am by all that happens on the political
scene ...
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