
Witcher's Sword
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Fire scorched the tower and its supports crackled. Then there were shouts, wailing, and helpless cries. Then, there was darkness, almost nothingness. The woman whose appearance was unclear was holding the demon hunter's face. He had long silver-white hair, the ends of which fell on his face. She whispered something, and the witcher tried his best to hear it clearly, but he couldn't hear anything.
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Why did you stop? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Emmmm....
When I see the names of the two clowns in Good Morning and Good Afternoon, I dance┐(─__─)┌
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uh-huh
Why did you stop? Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Emmmm....
When I see the names of the two clowns in Good Morning and Good Afternoon, I dance┐(─__─)┌









