This is our place now.
You see: we’ll be safe here, they won’t find us easily.
By then we will be prepared.
Our spears a plenty, our axes a ready.
Let them come for us, poor souls.
This is our place now.
You see: we’ll be safe here, they won’t find us easily.
By then we will be prepared.
Our spears a plenty, our axes a ready.
Let them come for us, poor souls.
A whole story in few words…
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Well done–I felt the tension!
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