Somehow, for some reason that he cannot describe, Knox knows that the first and oldest of them all is right. He knows this as he pitches back and rears to split the stale marsh air. He knows this as he speaks, softly to himself, "Farewell, lost one." He understands completely as his figure lurches forward and his wildly churning legs aim to strike the skull. He knows he is doing right. For if he is not, the guilt will crush his soul. you can't look me in the eye and say you don't feel like a little destruction.</style> |
[PRIVATE] Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr.
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Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Knox - 04-16-2013, 11:30 PM
RE: Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Bernadette - 04-17-2013, 07:05 PM
RE: Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Knox - 04-18-2013, 09:29 PM
RE: Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Bernadette - 04-23-2013, 08:06 PM
RE: Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Knox - 04-24-2013, 04:08 PM
RE: Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Bernadette - 04-26-2013, 05:15 PM
RE: Satan is my Motor. Hear my Motor Purr. - by Knox - 04-29-2013, 12:24 AM
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