"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."
Lie. {YOU'VE NEVER PLAYED SKYRIM?! HOW DARE YOU?!}
Is waiting for friend's reply on a RP?
"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."
"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."