The Storm Clouds Come.
12-12-2014, 05:33 PM
![[Image: jcar0Xv.png]](http://i.imgur.com/jcar0Xv.png) It is of little surprise that upon coiling return of an elusive nomad, he would hunt the bleeding heart of his father’s legacy – though the albino distraction had little worship to offer a man of such prestige, a loose allegiance would undeniable lurk modest chasms of a soul so vacuously wintry. Perhaps a sickening ailment induced by the festering spider-veins of his incestual breeding; something that did little neither delight nor disgrace. A face of tainted puzzlers shall loiter dim shadows, a once-boy now a ripened influence that could boast only of original Armada-fester; a never dying plague. And he shall seek those who reign here, a voice that ushers free of coral orifice with no face to call home - cloaked beyond an earthly dip and a huddle of scheming pines. |
