by marimoon » Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:14 am
Dylan glare at him. "No, you won't. The rescue is on riverside, and if we stick together, we can make it. Now, remember angels do not disturb easily, so if you go quiet and crouching, you might not disturb them. Just remember, flashlights off!" She said, then looked back at the tunnel, and killed her lights.
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The horse is our melody.
Crafted by lights, woven by gods.
They are power with which we bind ourselves.
Fluid as water, as unharnessed as flame.
Contradiction of our own nature, preserved in primal fury."