She needs something to look up to, where memories were always an option.
Her mind was screaming help but her hands conveyed the quality
of torture she was going through, as the vile blade crafted
their story on the sheets of her worthless body.
-J.Hdr
Her mind was screaming help but her hands conveyed the quality
of torture she was going through, as the vile blade crafted
their story on the sheets of her worthless body.
-J.Hdr