Half salad, half meat, I dont know what to make of these things, but without them our expedition would not have made it past the first oasis
Anjet of Cenn Caerwaith
Slain by thirst and heat, these sad souls seek moisture - any moisture - to quench their eternal, burning thirst.
A furry animal with human eyes and a trunk that devour dreams and nightmares.
Ideas ( Lifeforms ) | February 15, 2011 |