Kannibal: Kannibal: You Know, I Used To Live Alone Before I Knew You. Sometimes There Were No Words, And Sometimes There Was Just Too Much Memory, His Smial And His Hours Were Filled With It. (Quick Saddish Bagginshield On Queue And Maybe This Is
I just finished Sons of Durin. I decided to hop around my floor of the apartment, barge into Diana’s room, squeal, tell her what happened, then detailed the ending to my SO, as well for good measure. And now all I want is pseudo-domestic fic in
