Crimson Sentinel. reader x nova scotia. p1the salty liquid invaded your lungs like knights to a castle. It burned and raped your throat as it marched its way down. The toxic poison numbing you. Finally your head fell under the no long mirrored surface. The light of the world above seemed to be un able to penetrate the dark depths, un able to save you.You slowly closed your eyes praying it will be ended quickly. Soon entire feeling was gone, you could barely even notice the thrashing in the thunderous background.With a lurch something wrapped around you and your head breached the surface, sputtering and gasping for air you felt the oxygen of your lungs fight back the marching wate
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. Also, the face and body anatomy that you apply looks really gorgeous.
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