A shade nocturnal in the midnight court.
Obsidian chains making sinister music as the procession approaches from the rear.
After issuing countless condemnations, she grows bored.
Finally, her eyes gently close as she drifts into picturesque reverie.
A shade nocturnal in the midnight court.
Obsidian chains making sinister music as the procession approaches from the rear.
After issuing countless condemnations, she grows bored.
Finally, her eyes gently close as she drifts into picturesque reverie.
The carnage apparent
There are bruises here
Blood everywhere
Yet I have no fear
This is in fact what I came here for
You see.. I LOVE the gore!
And surely I will be back for more.. and more
And more