Behold the darkness of a pure heart. Crimson liquid dirbbles from the jagged point of an eatheral green thorn. Lavishly coated in black. A lengthy cape of shadow hiding a crimson core. You've entered the shadow we see. You're destinaton was chosen. Be sure that in the guest book your mark is woven. Chibamamoru/tuxedokamen bio | Guilds. |Mamoru's Rice Sushi Bar