Fred Weasley (sonnerie) wrote in snitchers, @ 2018-05-23 22:21:00 |
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I bend my limbs to the ground, I cry yet without a sound. Let me drink of waters deep, and in silence I will weep. Solve the answer to my game, and come to the lane which bares my name. You will find a lock which fits this key, behind which your true gift will be. |