Evil won’t leave you alone until you take a stand or until you’re dead. — Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants
Evil won’t leave you alone until you take a stand or until you’re dead. — Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants
Evil won’t leave you alone until you take a stand or until you’re dead. — Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants
Evil won’t leave you alone until you take a stand or until you’re dead. — Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants
Evil won’t leave you alone until you take a stand or until you’re dead. — Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants
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Evil won’t leave you alone until you take a stand or until you’re dead.

— Dan Groat, Monarchs and Mendicants
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