The aristocrats fall to shatter like little porcelain dolls and none shall weep
because all thoughs that are whole remember the atrocities that the aristocrats did.
With kindest regards,
The Translator
Haute couture and snooty writing abounds in this quaint and creepy blog of announcements, town gossip, horrorscopes and other works regarding fictional people, beings and places.
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