Sodden earth of home countys now swealtering 'neath the Rhinosceruses horn. Pummeled by powder, these Gods knew of great times still echoing in the lost lands and simple peoples. Or so it seemed when we set sail... Now all was transmotifying, bursting blossoms of infinite stillness, poaring as the sphere of all we knew slipped into the dusty night - Kuildoosh
you guys are MEN above all
420bra 3 years ago