The kindred shared goals collide. New shrouds of tides and seas of shadow. Appoint a spirit to behold and run parallel with winds of light.
The power to hinder a sail from breath, is evil bondage from my hand. Alone as I take up and man my soul, and I speak Peace. And release the torrents, of Velocity!
Starting to sound pretty pathetic but I'm trying
Posted - Jan 22 2011 : 1:09:36 PM
