
Originally Posted by
Alusair
For some reason, vulgarwolf makes me think of a viking. A very angry viking. In a wedding dress, of course.
I thought it was the Scots who wore kilts??
ANYwhoo...back to that egg. If it rolled northward, and prevailing winds were enough to counter the roll, would the rooster still crow at sunrise?
U noć idem, sjećanje jedan trn od zalosne, dalje prema smrti.
Into the night I go, memory a thorn of sorrow, onward toward death.
Death feels like the butterfly, can't escape the scarred lie
~Skinny Puppy: haZe~
So, drifting through the dark
The sympathy of night's mercy inside my heart
Is your life the same? Do ghosts cry tears? Do they feel years?
As time just goes on and on and on
~TransSiberian Orchestra: Back to a Reason, pt2~
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