Red Twilight the Weaver promotional copy
I think it is a grassy noel filled to the apex with flowers of myriad colors that i have never seen, were the moon glows bright, and food runs on all fours, and i am the object of women's affection. but this is only fantasy; there is no heaven.
the Story Teller Exidus (free E-book)
I think it is a grassy noel filled to the apex with flowers of myriad colors that i have never seen, were the moon glows bright and food runs on all fours, and i am the object of women's affection. but this is only fantasy, there is no heaven.