Somehow I knew it, it was the end, that raining was everything but normal, the Ragnarök was finally here and I wasn’t sure we were ready. I tried not to look nervous, especially in front of her, who even now looks calm and, of course, gorgeous. Since I met her, she had always been such… Sigue leyendo Ragnarök
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Lucía Bolívar 