On the very edge of the Crystal City, there lies the Jet Cemetery. Tonight, a pony must pay for her sins. For personal retribution, she must set a soul to rest at last.
A self-appointed exercise in subtlety.
A meaningless spark in the dark.
On the very edge of the Crystal City, there lies the Jet Cemetery. Tonight, a pony must pay for her sins. For personal retribution, she must set a soul to rest at last.
A self-appointed exercise in subtlety.
What a interesting read, I think this encompress her as Princess of Love.