Sewing through your finger.
It actually didn't hurt that much, but y'know, leaving a ritual libation of blood in things you make is only cool when you're a blacksmith.
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The title says it all really: this has the excerpts and extracts of my, and other people's, lives. Occasionally I inflict poetry on people.
The title says it all really: this has the excerpts and extracts of my, and other people's, lives. Occasionally I inflict poetry on people.
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