by childo » Sat Jul 30, 2011 7:23 am
"I don't agree with them,too many horses are wasted ,too many lives ruined .they never forget , they're never the same" Leo looked at the floor "he doesn't seem too worse for wear after his adventure"
Chenoa, my fursona.
(Made transparent by Geirou, and created by Geirou)
Spirits walking through the night,
Glowing with their souls alight,
Out of the resting place an angel stirs,
Casting away the halo of hers,
The rebellious words that she spoke,
Took away heavens hope,
Fallen angels own your soul.
