End to End (Part 2)

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Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

ArtemisHighmore


DeadCell


ONS AND OFFS / Click Me For Story Ideas /
What is the colour of night?

Dez


CaptiveAngel

CaptiveAngel's O/O.

Absentees & Apologies-Gone for a few weeks.  Sorry!

ArtemisHighmore


CaptiveAngel

CaptiveAngel's O/O.

Absentees & Apologies-Gone for a few weeks.  Sorry!

Dovel

Now we live, tomorrow not
Enjoy your pleasures, lest they rot
Let not them pass this very day
For on the morrow regret may with you stay



Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

Saidi

Laughter is the shortest distance between two people. --Victor Borge

Help me revive my muse?

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

DeadCell


ONS AND OFFS / Click Me For Story Ideas /
What is the colour of night?

Flaming


Tersius


Saidi

Laughter is the shortest distance between two people. --Victor Borge

Help me revive my muse?

DeadCell


ONS AND OFFS / Click Me For Story Ideas /
What is the colour of night?

Flaming


DeadCell


ONS AND OFFS / Click Me For Story Ideas /
What is the colour of night?

Saidi

Laughter is the shortest distance between two people. --Victor Borge

Help me revive my muse?

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

CaptiveAngel

CaptiveAngel's O/O.

Absentees & Apologies-Gone for a few weeks.  Sorry!

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

my, my, those eyes like fire;
i'm a winged insect, you're a funeral pyre.
come now, bite through these wires;
i'm a waking hell and the gods grow tired.

CaptiveAngel

CaptiveAngel's O/O.

Absentees & Apologies-Gone for a few weeks.  Sorry!

Dovel

Now we live, tomorrow not
Enjoy your pleasures, lest they rot
Let not them pass this very day
For on the morrow regret may with you stay



Peccavi

She is the untamed. She is the wild. She will come to you like a storm and wash away your fears. And then when she leaves, you will wonder how you ever hated the rain.

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