05-12-2018, 01:20 PM
(Edited 06-24-2018, 11:10 PM by Character Graveyard,.)
COLD NOSTALGIA
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Bright, yellow eyes could be seen from far-off as the female walked through the snowy territory. Growling and cursing in her annoyance, the female kept walking in the snow until it was up to her thighs and she closed her eyes- allowing memories of the past to run through her mind.
Bright, yellow eyes could be seen from far-off as the female walked through the snowy territory. Growling and cursing in her annoyance, the female kept walking in the snow until it was up to her thighs and she closed her eyes- allowing memories of the past to run through her mind.
© madi