Whether you cheat on your husband, or we simply do it behind your brothers back. I don’t care.
Cousins will transform into an animal and fight night. No human flesh shall be hurt besides yours that night. Listen, we take the pain, we make the craziest theme. Baby shower but blood! Halloween? Nope, Christmas, and only the loyal followers.
No rituals for her however… She’s my precious daughter. Binding all sons of these mothers In front of her won’t be any bother by the way uncle…
What gifts have you conjured? None I’m only a toddler. Then please follow that little enchanted being to the tree… See those apples? Please pull so a rope falls from and you oh God forbid one rope ties and the whole ceremony in tears.. a painful painful rhyme but why did they cry out the theme?
–.. VERSE FOR THE VOICELESS 
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