the spellweavers touched hands illuminating reality to show the purpose of tomorrow... and the elves danced beneath the moonlight. all the while... the dreamcasters enchanted serpants with flaming karma to force a spiritual eclipse throughout the land pillaging all of its honour in this blessed lifetime. and we all dance beneath the moonlight, awaiting our fate.Birth sign: Virgo
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