Pink sky
That fatfull day the pink sky first bled its way through the horzen all who touched its light where altered forever, lost in a haze of hedonistic desires when the thing in the sky reshaped them into its image.
That fatfull day the pink sky first bled its way through the horzen all who touched its light where altered forever, lost in a haze of hedonistic desires when the thing in the sky reshaped them into its image.