The song she had forgotten. A memory long buried. It was a silent seed of anticipation, of a coming coronation. Come, now, awaken.
from By Moonlight 3.2b,
An Apocalyptic Fairy Tale,
by Q. Lenise LEe
The song she had forgotten. A memory long buried. It was a silent seed of anticipation, of a coming coronation. Come, now, awaken.
from By Moonlight 3.2b,
An Apocalyptic Fairy Tale,
by Q. Lenise LEe
