by beastlylover12 » Wed May 29, 2013 11:51 pm
Vincant went over to the sink, washed his hands just in case of any small glass left on him and then looked around for something to wipe his hands with
“A hole grows inside of me.
I felt the Crystal crack in my very heart.
Where once was great knowledge.
Like smoke. It slips away.”
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“I see many endings lain before us, diverging paths through an endless forest., Some good , most bad. You must guide destiny. Shape it “