~The crimson rain fell from the scarred heavens as the angels above began war with the demons below, both the species weak in fear and lost without authority. ~
Greetings ol' buddy pal, good day, yeah? Truthfully, I don't think I'll ever know but what's the joy in being hostile.
- Upon the rings of Saturn, in my dreams~
- JoinedJuly 24, 2015
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