The daughter of her father's second wife pushed Zezolla down these steps
. Or at least, what might have once been Zezolla: a mummified corpse in the tattered remains of a satin gown, papery flesh stretched tight against her skull.
69. . Velindra logs on
The daughter of her father's second wife pushed Zezolla down these steps
. Or at least, what might have once been Zezolla: a mummified corpse in the tattered remains of a satin gown, papery flesh stretched tight against her skull.
69. . Velindra logs on
The daughter of her father's second wife pushed Zezolla down these steps
. Or at least, what might have once been Zezolla: a mummified corpse in the tattered remains of a satin gown, papery flesh stretched tight against her skull.
69. . Velindra logs on
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