In silent dawn, a young artist gathers charred remains. Later he will draft the heart of man.
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Monday, November 1, 2010
Few Truths Are Told By Firelight
The dancing flames smooth the raw features of dark hearted men. Guises proclaim to the chorus of embers. The promises breath life into the dying flames. Cinders melody the discordant harmonies.
In silent dawn, a young artist gathers charred remains. Later he will draft the heart of man.
In silent dawn, a young artist gathers charred remains. Later he will draft the heart of man.
