The Cradle of Godslayers - Reviews

I swam through the cloths. deeper, further. Something so small has caused me go question my sanity. "The pants... THE PANTS, THE GODDAMN PANTS, where are they?!" I despaired, the pants that would fit me was being washed. I'd enough. I found some ugly pants that fit me. "tight, and fucking ugly. Great, just my day" I said with a sinister mood.

This is the first book, I've read by the Author, I'm glad I didn't miss this 'gold mine'. will definitely check out her other novels

So he essentially is a weeping angel that doesn't feed off of time?

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