by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Mon Aug 23, 2010 6:26 am
Onyxia glanced down, and that was when she realized she'd been curled against him. She quickly scrambled away, muttering "Sorry," in a tired voice.


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to