David put his hand in his bag, and took thence a stone, and slang it, and smote the Philistine in his forehead, that the stone sunk into his forehead; and he fell upon his face to the earth.

I am a person of simple tastes who wants to live a quiet life.

Insane, Reality-Warping Chaos God? Warring and Reunniting Siisters of the Day and Night? Vague backstories? How was I suppose to resist? My Patreon!

“If the youth are not initiated into the tribe, they will burn down the village, just to feel its warmth.” — African proverb