Malleus Maleficarum
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I have a story, and I want to tell it to you. I'm not going to talk about things that didn't happen, it wouldn't be right. Then, in a winter like any other, he met a young boy. She didn't meet him on the street, or greet him from a balcony. Just stumbled upon it... sorry, on it, on a small path deep into the forest. The young man didn't look at him, not a single word. Not because he was unsympathetic, but because he was naked, on the ground, in the middle of winter, and snoring peacefully under a pine tree. My dear, I don't see the end of this story. -x- Middle Ages, Yaoi.
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