I will make you cry tears of blood. Get ready to be depressed.
Dance in the Full Moon
O, the Frailty of Memory
Wednesday, September 27, 2017
9.27
Her wingtips are silvered, like she flew through a lightning storm and came away with just a bit of that electricity on her. The line of her leg is terminated by a talon. Her eyes are golden yellow.
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