The painting of the woman in black glared sharply into my eyes.
A high-pitched scream went pass me followed by a cold breeze of wind, and when I saw the painting her eyes were gone, and they were in her hands.
ns 172.71.254.135da2The painting of the woman in black glared sharply into my eyes.8964 copyright protection662PENANAAnJ8v0qNib 維尼
A high-pitched scream went pass me followed by a cold breeze of wind, and when I saw the painting her eyes were gone, and they were in her hands.8964 copyright protection662PENANAiO1lXnR7mO 維尼
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