on cold landscapes of ghostly substance the dragon spreads its wings the only dragon, creator of time on paths where once surrounded by night throned the dragon of time now dwells the swords dipped in blood stone cold, washed away by time none shall live and all shall die immortal we stand on the hills where the dragon flies
Re: Ragnarök der Liebe
ihr seid mir schon 2 warme Brüder....
ich liebe diese Brüste...
Re: Ragnarök der Liebe
aber noldor, noch ist nichts zu spät oder hat heimdallr schon gjallarhorn geblasen???
on cold landscapes of ghostly substance the dragon spreads its wings the only dragon, creator of time on paths where once surrounded by night throned the dragon of time now dwells the swords dipped in blood stone cold, washed away by time none shall live and all shall die immortal we stand on the hills where the dragon flies
Re: Ragnarök der Liebe
wer hat wem was geblasen?
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Re: Ragnarök der Liebe
kurz bevor ragnarök bevorsteht bläst heimdallr gjallarhorn und fenrisulven wird die welt verschlingen
on cold landscapes of ghostly substance the dragon spreads its wings the only dragon, creator of time on paths where once surrounded by night throned the dragon of time now dwells the swords dipped in blood stone cold, washed away by time none shall live and all shall die immortal we stand on the hills where the dragon flies
Re: Ragnarök der Liebe
ahso.... mit andern worten, da is noch was zwischen uns?
on cold landscapes of ghostly substance the dragon spreads its wings the only dragon, creator of time on paths where once surrounded by night throned the dragon of time now dwells the swords dipped in blood stone cold, washed away by time none shall live and all shall die immortal we stand on the hills where the dragon flies
Re: Ragnarök der Liebe
aber nein, mein herz gehört jemand anderes... *hach* - nur noch sex
on cold landscapes of ghostly substance the dragon spreads its wings the only dragon, creator of time on paths where once surrounded by night throned the dragon of time now dwells the swords dipped in blood stone cold, washed away by time none shall live and all shall die immortal we stand on the hills where the dragon flies