Brottstycke 4

05 februari 2010

“I wasn’t created for the world. It was this world that was created for me”, Iwana spat out with a wicked grin and all the while displaying the very essense of being covetous. It hadn’t escaped him that her whole demeanor screamed of a person balancing on the very brink of either insanity or pure genius.

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