Nope
Snow Scarf/Snow Muffler
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Man I suck at making riddles but I will try. This may be a bit too easy...
First of many
More than one
High above
Lord of all
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Tritoch?
Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!
Nope
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Ramuh?
No
First of many
More than one
High above
Lord of all
Neither Flesh nor Gear
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Golem?
Kefka's coming, look intimidating!
Have a nice day!!
Nope
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Something to do with mountains perhaps?
Nope on both of them
First of many
More than one
Two of one
High above
Lord of all
Neither Flesh nor Gear
Do I need to give another hint?
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right
Nope
First of many
More than one
Two of one
High above
Lord of all
Neither Flesh nor Gear
In the sky, tower high
The Absolute of a 1000 years.
True beauty exists in things that last only for a moment.
Current Mood: Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, the angels get a better view Of the crumbling difference between wrong and right