Golden Hall!

Having tasted the ambrosia, The cold bliss welled up, It became more and more dense, From heart to arms to head to legs to toe It spread, It’s like body freezing with bliss, The mystic fire burns cold, This is the love of the graceful light in the golden hall, Only if it was my […]

Golden Hall!

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