Presenttothepast Stories

Light become dark, sweet become sour. A bloom of a flower burnt with flare of fire. An innocent birth ruined with devilish greed core with vengence.Revenge with sweet wild coaster trill.A valorous mark, make a vigilant silence one wrong move a clash of domino fall out into places.One gaze of glare fell for a deeply snare spell. Relent with desire, dive in with contemplation,woolgather with aim, tempted them with slavery and victorious reign shall rain all over.Thirst for blood of righteousness hear thy plead of a pauper soul make it worthy under your prosperous indulgence.