The Thorns King's Wife: The trapped bride
The heavens are losing their touch, poor deluded, winged, holy beings.
Suddenly, I was warned of many approaching entities by my Agalariept. Finally, the naive one who thought he could challenge my kingdom. In the distance, four figures can be seen. It was easy to recognize him from centuries ago. In all his glory, Michael the Archangel rests under the protection of his god.
Despite all the time since I last saw him, his beauty has not faded, but I cannot say that the same would be true for me. As a result of being consumed by darkness, my entire being is dark now. It does not apply to him, he still ranks among the best.
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