Bachslins Mongrel
Clash upon clash in the black sea took place just by the hill. No one willing to give up, eyes growing red, with blood and anger boiling that none of them seem to want death.
Who will go down?
Clash upon clash in the black sea took place just by the hill. No one willing to give up, eyes growing red, with blood and anger boiling that none of them seem to want death.
Who will go down?