so give me your prayers up on your feet
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
and i'll give you a show, it helps fill the seats
“It is so.” He chimes as he returns to his duties of guarding the entrance, taking note of someone else that seems to be attempting to take a detour down it toward them. Stepping forward with a sharp toothed grin, he guides them away with a quietly stern warning, returning at precisely the time that Flora makes her suggestion and Astaroth casts one glance back down the hallway.
Humming a note of agreement, “I can certainly obtain some clutter from here.” He says, flashing the two of them a bright and sharp grin, already imagining what kind of things he’s seen sprinkled throughout the Dusklight that doesn’t really have a place where they are but might suit this hidden treasure trove better.
Humming a note of agreement, “I can certainly obtain some clutter from here.” He says, flashing the two of them a bright and sharp grin, already imagining what kind of things he’s seen sprinkled throughout the Dusklight that doesn’t really have a place where they are but might suit this hidden treasure trove better.
Astaroth
so give me your sins, give me your lies
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
but whisper your love, and i'll whisper mine
