|
Post by prickinsmack on Jan 11, 2019 19:49:56 GMT -5
Skipping across the decimated camp outside the cave entrance, a bloodied and gore covered brass dragoness tosses out sheets of parchment liberally. The doodles of unicorns breathing fire and falling stars adorning the empty spaces around the writing are swiftly marred by the blood soaking the ground and the ash drifting across the air.
|
|