FilthyWarumono

THE VOICE OF A PROPHET PROLOGUE ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I love him. I always have.  Even since I first met him, he struck me as this... completely amazing person.  This talented, beautiful man who had so much about him.  From those slender fingers caressing the neck of his instrument with perfection and ease, the playful smirk he wore smugly upon thin, pale lips, the knowledge locked up behind those warm, auburn eyes.  He was just so... amazing.  I knew right then I wanted to get to know him.  Not only that, but to impress him.  To impact h