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Mercedes-Benz G63 AMG 6×6
Celia would never set fires, after the death of her mother and the burning of their house by the enemy she learned that he who created fire is the one to uses it for burning.
Day burns down to night. Burns the edge of my soul. In the night I break into sparks of suns and become fires in a dust of bones. Night knifes my breaths, swallows whole my tongue. Turn back. Reverse. Return.
I'm going to pin on this board again. I went through and got rid of pictures that didn't apply to the story anymore. So now that I have cleaned this board a little, expect some new ideas :)