Death Isn't the End
He sighed, brushing his claws along the picture of his dead roommate, xandor. his heart cracked when he heard the creaking of his cell door. "are you ready?" the guard asked. his jaw was square and holding back emotion.
He sighed, brushing his claws along the picture of his dead roommate, xandor. his heart cracked when he heard the creaking of his cell door. "are you ready?" the guard asked. his jaw was square and holding back emotion.