• Member Since 8th Apr, 2013
  • offline last seen Oct 17th, 2021

JohnnyFireFlame


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He has worked at the graveyard for as long as he could remember. He doesn't remember how or why, but he knows that he does it, so no pony else has to carry the burden. Even if it pains him whenever he is visited.

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In the nearby trees, as a raven cried, the cold winds blew from the northern mountains.

When a raven cries, a man dies.

SCREW YOU JOHNNY, WHY MUST YOU BE SO GOOD AT THE WRITINGNESS?!!!!!!!!!!!!! >:(((

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