Your End

[mildman]

And so the fire was extinguished, and in its wake was left the vast emptiness known as void. And so came the evil, it's path burnt by spilled blood. And so was the armegaedon, and those weak and pathetic perished in a rampage of demon and angel alike. The slaughter began.

Comments

[unseelieshye]

I hate insomnia. Rarely can I muster more than about four hours a night. I would give you some of my pills but that might be just a tad difficult...

[mildman]

Hm, yea, i rarely get more than four hours my self, and tonight i expect less with my book of romance due tomorrow. But anyhow, pills wouldn't work for me. my insomnia is a problem with my state of mind, and a problem with some memories that for some reason wont leave me and keep botherin me. Odd goings on indeed.