Marcille successfully brings back her love interest with wings and claws and blood all over and suddenly she has to be reported to elf cops and be thrown in elf jail?? Can a woman not love to the point of blasphemy anymore?? What a sick world we live in
me when one of my girlmutuals posts about how they got a little coffee beverage or took a nice walk or started a book they've been meaning to read for a while or otherwise found meaning and joy in simple pleasures