I hate when I travel to a dead world full of crumbling ruins and find a large bell telling me, an adventurous stranger, to strike the bell and bide the danger, or wonder till it drives me mad what would have followed if I had. Like, grow up
- he/him
Portlander, cat + dog dad, leftist. Computers for a living. Opinions represent everyone else's employer. Deer online.
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