Two Hundred and Forty-Six. Interval: Death of an Angel

Even a madman, full of despair and insane, longs to be loved.

But is he still worthy?

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Sanguinius moved the fingers of his right hand in silence, then his wrist, arm and shoulder. He's so meticulous, so careful and careful. It looks as if you are treating a precious antique rather than owning a mountain

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