A Love Transformed But Never Extinguished
The first thing I notice on entering the inner temple, the Tomb of Linara, is the hush. As if the distant revelry does not dare intrude into this place of sorrow.
The first thing I notice on entering the inner temple, the Tomb of Linara, is the hush. As if the distant revelry does not dare intrude into this place of sorrow.
Ok. This hadn’t been too bad. It helped that it was only their friends here, and even inebriated they all knew better than to bother handing Betsy a microphone.
“Huh. This is surreal.” Lance muttered, sword held ready - despite knowing that these demons being MADE of lust meant they couldn’t enter the barrier.
A mad alchemist learns his masterpiece has achieved an unheard-of development for an artificial lifeform - but not quite how he’d expected…
It was twelve minutes and eighteen seconds into Marco’s meandering series of increasingly tortured metaphors when Curt quizzically interjected “Are you saying you’re gay?”