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“Ours will be the song of hunger and heavy teeth, the smoke guzzles at your mind and your strife grows legs.”

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When I tear myse...

— 年轻的国王

“This softness is invasive. Softer, softest, sacrilege and erotic melancholy.”

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— 冬天来了

Tis the season to be a nuisance !

“And when I cried to my father about how sacrilege it was for me to marry a blasted bast...

—孤独的狼

“I suppose the Gods above loved our son more than we ever could, perhaps that is why they took him from us.”

The death of a child is a pain so great, th...

__ 被选中的王子

“When my name was so ungoogled... K’ that was a lie, I’ve been Google’s top searched name for...