Toby returns, bleeding profusely from the face and hands. Despite the numerous scratches, he's grinning like a madman. Because... y'know... madman.
Toby returns, bleeding profusely from the face and hands. Despite the numerous scratches, he's grinning like a madman. Because... y'know... madman.
Me quoque per multos similis fortuna labores
iactatam hac demum voluit consistere terra.
Non ignara mali, miseris succurrere disco.
Publius Vergilius Maro, The Aeneid
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