Oh little Generaless
Precision
28 Mar, 2014 01:04 AMHere I am At the midnight hour. The blood on this knife, fills me with power. A wondering soul as it passes the gates, is suddenly snatched by the one who waits. They must be collected, every last one. Oh little Generaless, It has almost begun. You may have felt a shiver, running down your spine. It is merely a collection of souls, of which I shall combine. They told you to look toward the shadows, but you they have deceived. I have told you multiple times, they are not to be believed. You have been foolish, thinking you can win... Oh little Generaless, you do make me grin.
14397
0 Post a Comment
You might also like
-
The storm - Jack Sorenson8054 0
-
Alone, scared. - Raven Wolff31590 11
-
Death - Bradley Cox24340 3
-
I dream of the night. - The Boy With A Gas Mask19387 2
-
What did I do this for? - Kate26602 1
Comments
Post a Comment