The field of battle is my temple.
The sword point is my priest.
The dance of death is my prayer.
The killing blow is my relase.
>>Ember in the ashes<<
Something about me:
-I read and critise your book if you send it to me
-Roller skater❤️✌️
-Tottaly in love with Green day and CNCO
-Speak Slovene, English, Spanish and Croatian(learning German and Hungarian)
-Proud Geek #Geek4ever
-I am living in my own fantasy world, where humans do not exist
-Evil creature
-In love with doing covers and banners
-13 years old
-Totally obssesed with:
Ballet shoes, angel's hair and revolution (A Les Miseràbles fanfiction).
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