

Birth of a lightning lord, pt1Takai starred up at the crimson red and lavender sky, dried blood covering his face like a twisted and perverted Halloween mask.Birth of a lightning lord, pt1
Your fathers not a Hero! Hes nothing but a drunk, and the sooner you get that through your thick head, the sooner you will be better off! the older boys words still haunted Takais memory. Takais eyes were locked with the clouds, the setting sun giving them the color that now stained Takais face.
How can a crippled drunkard be anything but a waste of air? one of the boys had yelled during the fight, his words somehow had rung out c


Daemon's FallA crimson sunset Painted in the blood of now Endless stream of tearsDaemon's Fall
I really appreciate it
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Merlin's Pants !
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A drop of colour saves me from the fate I'm facing everyday
~Hyde
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They break when they hit the atmosphere
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