Marit Lager
Flying, Indestructible
Golden and cold, the mighty lager surged forth, frothing tides drowning the croaking choir in bubbling doom. With each foamy wave, lily pads sank and ribbits fell silent beneath its crisp,
hoppy wrath.
Flying, Indestructible
Golden and cold, the mighty lager surged forth, frothing tides drowning the croaking choir in bubbling doom. With each foamy wave, lily pads sank and ribbits fell silent beneath its crisp,
hoppy wrath.
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