Where Nobody Goes

Giving the rock a migraine, please refrain from those seductive serpentine lies. Be wise, pass the knots to the ties, frolic in the meadows. Don’t look into the demons eyes, what emulates the body will be no surprise to know where it will take you; given the biblical and historical flies that bring the end of days. Too brave or otherwise entertained, our hero Rámone will find a way to avert the devils gaze, the blazen core in the haze of the beasts anatomy will warn the intruders of their presence. Some suggested he might be able to smell the flesh of the soldiers wound, likely to inform of our arrival. Peeking and checking behind every bend in the derelict construction, otherwise known as The Castle of Bó. Is anyone else here or is it just me?

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