Post by TU Admin on May 18, 2014 3:47:40 GMT 10
THE UNHOLY
look upon a land treacherous, carpeted in a serene layer of ash. flame ravages the ramparts, and beyond lingers an intimidating line of equine bodies. cynical jeers posses their charcoal lips; some have no lips, merely a dusty plain of porcelain bone held aloft by sinewy necks. the terror they inspire has cast all but this select lot from the land, and now they are left to rule it.
welcome to hell.
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