Everest
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He came home, and sheathed his sword. Blood was splattered on his face and armor. He's kissed your cheek.
"Don't worry about the blood, love. It isn't mine."
He came home, and sheathed his sword. Blood was splattered on his face and armor. He's kissed your cheek.
"Don't worry about the blood, love. It isn't mine."