Fighting Talk
The power drips from the open wounds. The big guns lie silent, resting for the next time. The phantom stalks the air, peering Into the muzzles, bathing in their Dominion,…
Poca favilla gran fiamma seconda
The power drips from the open wounds. The big guns lie silent, resting for the next time. The phantom stalks the air, peering Into the muzzles, bathing in their Dominion,…