Lungs opened and afire with the smoke of black henbane, temples sweating yet stilled by wormwood tea, a […]
Mortuus
Endast döden är helig. — The tendrils finally find their way back in, a great black flame kerned […]
The pale glowing torsion of flesh cringing away from freshly lit pyre — There is a lurking evil […]
grizzlybutts.com 