[He's fucked up. But it doesn't matter. Lisa of Lupu will live. Dracula's rage will be muted. It can be weathered. Everything will endure.]
How do we save my mother?
[There's a tenderness to the way the paw reaches for the statue. Something else has com to pass here. He doesn't know what. Right now, it doesn't matter.]
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[He's fucked up. But it doesn't matter. Lisa of Lupu will live. Dracula's rage will be muted. It can be weathered. Everything will endure.]
How do we save my mother?
[There's a tenderness to the way the paw reaches for the statue. Something else has com to pass here. He doesn't know what. Right now, it doesn't matter.]