(no subject)
[filter; private / swedish]
It's been seventeen years. Seventeen. My hatred runs deep if I cannot manage to forgive you, mother.
[filter; public / swedish & english]
The city seems darker. And the screams echo louder. Death approaches with fast wings, my Lord. [gone]
Don't even try, Silmeria.
It's been seventeen years. Seventeen. My hatred runs deep if I cannot manage to forgive you, mother.
[filter; public / swedish & english]
The city seems darker. And the screams echo louder. Death approaches with fast wings, my Lord. [gone]
Don't even try, Silmeria.