Aleksandr Voinov Quotes
Hatred had blossomed from the vine of contempt in his heart, flowers of dark, grim splendor.
Hatred had blossomed from the vine of contempt in his heart, flowers of dark, grim splendor. (Aleksandr Voinov)
Hatred had blossomed from the vine of contempt in his heart, flowers of dark, grim splendor.