by Metalynx » Mon Feb 22, 2010 7:21 pm
I knew something was going wrong when the skies started Boiling, and a inhumanly surpressed choir of tormented children started singing hyms from afar.
Least I didnt see a wideing maw apear above my bed, with a thousand starving crows emerge.
And grats by the way.
Drunken Bastard, Former President of Unity of the Rose, walking the Earth, like Kane.