« Reply #22 on: June 06, 2014, 01:12:44 AM »
Breakfast for dinner. Bacon and eggs. A bit of buttered toast.
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What such beauty hides such sweet sorrow, a black rose, dew-drops upon the leaves, yet with thorns like death's cold blade. The serpent of temptations, the raven of omens, and the spider of poison, all such beautiful creatures marked as Death. Alas, the pale horse comes. Come Samael, come! Come forth, Asmodeus, Astaroth, Beelzebub, Ba'alberith, Leviathan, Lucifer! We are Legion!
They call me the Boogeyman...