Exponentia

Rustle of hell

Exponentia
It penetrates into your spirit
He speaks
Unknown language
Rustle of hell
You hear his its voice
You listen to its narrative

The suffering of its existence

Roguish
The spirit approaches
It walks calmly slowly
It slides on the ground
Its perfume is magic
An unknown smell

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