Fate Thirteen. Things Will Never Be The Way They Were Before. Preminition Of Our Final Burden. Лёс Трынаццаць. Рэчы ніколі не будзе так, як яны былі да. Preminition нашай канчатковай Цяжар.
...in a single note That rolls off the tip of my tongue Commence the death of my desire Tomorrow fades into midnight skies A finch brings our final burden
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