Moving forward, we abolish the morose parasitic amoeba. These aliens are not anywhere as immoral as previously organized. Brands make it impossible for him to make it through, for it is the land of sharpened blades that always eluded you. These words sting like bee’s defending a Queen from a threatening annihilation of a hive. Swiftly bracing the foundation, with leaves that will burn at the spark of decadence. It bleeds for him, it maneuvers forth in the black storm cloaked in defiance of the rule of many.
Contributor- Chris Ballenger