• Member Since 22nd Jul, 2015
  • offline last seen March 24th

Void Whisperer


I dreamt of a mare, blood black as sin, with a glare, much darker than that which churned within. And yet I swear, she wears a smile so thin, it shines in the dark a crescent flare, her wicked grin.

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  • Registered: Jul 22nd, 2015

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