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Sitting at Moonpool, they thought of the words that were just said to them. "The lake will run red with the tears of the blood moon, and when that time comes, we shall rise once again." They saw a rose. But the beautiful color of roses, red, is also the color of blood.
Theme by elli mccale
27.01.19 Oh my friends, my friends, forgive me that I live and you are gone.
26.12.18 There's a grief that can't be spoken, there's a pain goes on and on.
00.00.00 Phantom faces at the window, phantom shadows on the floor.