Silk gently smiled, her nose arched in a sort of I know why. Shaking her head she said, " Do you ever get that feeling.... that you're gonna die?" She then leaned onto the back of the couch,firmly taking hold of his jaw, holding him still as her steely gaze violated a space of memories poring through his eyes, the Shaman she was...
, silvahnya "silk" haag
5 years ago
21 Aug 2013 00:48 CEST
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