The land shock and the ground thundered. Then everything fell. Falling, falling down and down 'till it hit the sea which rose up is a great wall before you. The lucky escaped and survived. Journies began and ended as those who remained struggled to stay alive... The equine who were strong enough made it. Made it. They made it to ELYSIUM...
We've moved.
ELYSIUM
They say copying is the sincerest form of flattery. Well, I don't agree. This site STOLE layout #2.
