There are moments when we all step away from the light... — Gume Laurel III, Kingdom of Abel - Bathed in Shadow
There are moments when we all step away from the light... — Gume Laurel III, Kingdom of Abel - Bathed in Shadow
There are moments when we all step away from the light... — Gume Laurel III, Kingdom of Abel - Bathed in Shadow
There are moments when we all step away from the light... — Gume Laurel III, Kingdom of Abel - Bathed in Shadow
There are moments when we all step away from the light... — Gume Laurel III, Kingdom of Abel - Bathed in Shadow
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There are moments when we all step away from the light...

— Gume Laurel III, Kingdom of Abel - Bathed in Shadow
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