2 Jul 2018

Six (+1) Wild Steps Behind Thirteen...

It has almost crumbled down, this Jadikovka. Their madness grows each day, so its explosion seems imminent. Perhaps a smile is but a thorn, and a whisper... What is a whisper? A blunt sword or a fish in the skies? It doesn’t matter anyway.

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