The swarming city comes alive when the sun goes down. Shadows rush through dark…
I Am Harmony… I Am Beast…
She was the cold hearted,
but who can be blamed?
For she was born in freezing winters;
and the only thing that kept her
warm were the high walls
I lay underneath you, silently screaming
55 mph, that’s what the sign said. She was going 60. So what? A measly five miles over the limit. Who cares? No cop was going to pull her over…