Zephyr Tides and Astral Sprites.
O! What a fiend, that creeps by this place. You've been hiding behind my walls, peering out with yellowed eyesockets. For awhile you've been decaying, my old skin. How long has it been since I shed you~ who knows. You've been scaling along my ankles long enough.
Static flesh erupted from the electric holes, and his voice poured through with liquid fire; resonate and lively I see. How will you erode from this wire? Today I looked to see if the wire was still here, where I had ripped it from the wall to cease communication; and now I commune with the Zephyr and virtue. Now, he is a virtue now. Becoming pristine- a thousand sparkles and not a sun anywhere to be seen. I told you it was true, I told you it was there. I wonder, will they ever believe me?
The Soul Is Such A Horrid Thing To Waste and turn pale. How Pure.
FLOAT!
For A Day. Since yesturday, I've felt quite satiated. Wonderful. Quite.
Static flesh erupted from the electric holes, and his voice poured through with liquid fire; resonate and lively I see. How will you erode from this wire? Today I looked to see if the wire was still here, where I had ripped it from the wall to cease communication; and now I commune with the Zephyr and virtue. Now, he is a virtue now. Becoming pristine- a thousand sparkles and not a sun anywhere to be seen. I told you it was true, I told you it was there. I wonder, will they ever believe me?
The Soul Is Such A Horrid Thing To Waste and turn pale. How Pure.
FLOAT!
For A Day. Since yesturday, I've felt quite satiated. Wonderful. Quite.