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Lady On the Vine ...

Lady on the vine branching out to the world. Rummaging through mountains and valleys across the plains and bodies of water for some rejuvenating peace and away from the werewolves that lurk around her woods. Werewolves of a paranoid nature increasingly ravaging life. Crucifying tranquility in search of a fresh prey to feast and pick clean. It’s always havoc and chaos breathing down the bridle branches Will the werewolves go away? .

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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