Blight
Morgion
Within all shapes known; deep in the myriad wood, under a canopy of stars, rooted in Mother Earth. Be it not for ryhme or reason, for reason may not be important. We share not a place for man, we are all time and then some..
Within all shapes known; deep in the myriad wood, under a canopy of stars, rooted in Mother Earth. Be it not for ryhme or reason, for reason may not be important. We share not a place for man, we are all time and then some..