the priestess of the moon lurks in the forest, waiting for her unsuspecting victim.
with deadly accuracy, she shot her elune's arrow.
it flew... 1000 range and when I finally saw who I pawned, I cried.
I shot myself.
and it was a clean headshot.
dota...
it kills.
everynight, reality haunts me. and all the knowledge float to my head. but everything was a mess... a big bloody mess.I need some defragmenting.
Nicholas gave a loud fart
on Wednesday, July 9, 2008; 8:00 PM
