| Rating: 1 | | | Total Hits - 88 | | | | Lightning danced through billowing thunderheads above the volcano. A presence brooded in those clouds; itBs home destroyed in the fiery depths below, it looked for another. The presence would have gnashed its teeth as it boiled up into the blackness of c | | | http://www.mindsinger.com | Last Updated on 7/2/2008 6:15:00 PM |
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