oh, rebelling sound of young wings, they still embrace the name of the blowing wind;

[liberazoth]

[ what if we tempt fate by shitposting again, ]

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[revengier]

I find her... strange.

[ He can't quite his finger on it, the way she offers them baked goods and delicious food alongside an execution, or the way she looks downtrodden with each and every killing. There's something distinctly off. ]

Does she even want to go through all of this? She seems more shaken than some of us, sometimes.