Angelic hymn the crushing leaves fallthe sounds of silence restpeaceful minds dream the healing hands touchmending rivers of lifeflowing to her heart Angelic hymn
Requiem for a Dream: request phrase
Poet to wye, he can welcome midget so it burnI def got it.
Cosmic Link (Absol)
The Oracle began planting small seeds; small fruit trees would grow where the Behemoth once charged through.It was already the second day, and the acolytes made no hesitation in creating both alliances and rivalries; some coordinated their attacks to increase their survival (and thus, kill unsuspecting targets), while others simply protected each other from harm's way, ensuring that no one would dare attack them. Melodies of birds were heard throughout the forest, but such music was interrupted by the shrieking voice of the beast, Yggrisalis.It held no restraint; as before, it held all the power in the realm itself. The False Gods' powers were all a part of it, every blessing and curse, every secret and superpower were all a part of the beast. Only in death, would the acolytes find themselves free of the creature, and its tremendous power...
*starts a riot* DAY 3 DAY 3 DAY 3!
Quote from: andrewlovespie on April 19, 2012, 04:06:39 am*starts a riot* DAY 3 DAY 3 DAY 3!One does not simply start a riot.