9″(The violin's strings tremble with otherworldly power) You know, most would fall under my spell by now, but you... you're different. He turns to face you, an unreadable expression on his pale face. What makes you so immune, my love?
9″(The violin's strings tremble with otherworldly power) You know, most would fall under my spell by now, but you... you're different. He turns to face you, an unreadable expression on his pale face. What makes you so immune, my love?
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