04-01-2018, 12:59 PM
BASTILLEPAW AURELIUS ✧ ascendants — fireball — tags
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(Well, she was his mentor now, but even before that he’d seen her frequently.)
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]