17 April 2012
The black raven flies on wings the color of night. It's eyes dark as death itself. It's voice harder than steel.
The raven's heart is as cold as the grave. When it comes beware, for the end is near.
The Black Raven • Opuss № I
17 April 2012
The black raven flies on wings the color of night. It's eyes dark as death itself. It's voice harder than steel.
The raven's heart is as cold as the grave. When it comes beware, for the end is near.
The Black Raven • Opuss № I