Tuesday, April 27, 2010

SOULS ON ICE (Yes it's Yours!) - 27 VANCOUVER HEAT



A flame once bright that it blinded the heavens, now a small flicker who whimpers in the shadows. The once boastful and proud lays in the alleys, the decay and forgotten surburan like a wounded fox hiding in a charred forest. To what he lost can be found, yet can never be accepted. He knows that he must rise up again and ignite his flame, stronger than ever. What he needs is the will to move forward. A phoenix cannot take flight without a reason to resurrect thyself...

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