Atelier 801
Echoaxis 
 |  Echoaxis #9268
Date d'inscription : 21/12/2014 Communauté :  Brésilienne Messages : 14658 Prestige : 167 Niveau : 1  Hors ligne Genre :  Masculin Localisation : Hyperium |
Derniers messages"Years long lost,
a golden age at best,
of which echoes,
the souls of those lost times.
Friendships, roleplays,
lost in the fire,
that came in the year of dawn,
of the last golden wind.
Hope shines in a light of a soul,
deemed long lost, forgotten,
attempts a return from darkness,
and restore the long lost day.
A tale of hypers and victories,
dinosaurs and dragons,
asteroids and creativity,
the last bastion of hope shall rise,
in the Hyperium."
a golden age at best,
of which echoes,
the souls of those lost times.
Friendships, roleplays,
lost in the fire,
that came in the year of dawn,
of the last golden wind.
Hope shines in a light of a soul,
deemed long lost, forgotten,
attempts a return from darkness,
and restore the long lost day.
A tale of hypers and victories,
dinosaurs and dragons,
asteroids and creativity,
the last bastion of hope shall rise,
in the Hyperium."
"A shining light of imperfection,
a flawed soul of ages ago,
of asteroids and dragons,
the Fury, the Echo, the Berkian.
Once the man of many creatures,
the knight, the dragon,
a disturbance in the peace.
The presence in the Seventh.
A flawed person,
now a sign of hope,
the rise of the figure of hope,
An old friend.
A rising stormbringer,
brighter days of the storm and hope are near.
No boulders shall stop its path.
The Fury has returned."
a flawed soul of ages ago,
of asteroids and dragons,
the Fury, the Echo, the Berkian.
Once the man of many creatures,
the knight, the dragon,
a disturbance in the peace.
The presence in the Seventh.
A flawed person,
now a sign of hope,
the rise of the figure of hope,
An old friend.
A rising stormbringer,
brighter days of the storm and hope are near.
No boulders shall stop its path.
The Fury has returned."