Icy gates of the Citadel opens...
As the cold breeze freezes my face , sears my lungs , I walk into oblivion...
Artık Issız Korkusuzdayız...
As the cold breeze freezes my face , sears my lungs , I walk into oblivion...
Posted by FieldGrey at 9:08 PM
Labels: History of Citadel
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