What the Frank

"I walk though the gardens of dying lights
And cross over rivers deep and dark as the night
Searching for reasons why time passes by

I seek through the darkness my way back home
The journey seems endless endless, but I'll carry on
The shadows will rise and one day will fall
And night turns in dawn"

This will be a Frerard.

*Warning: This story will feature the following graphic materials:
Swearing
Sexual content
Adult situations
Homoerotic activities

Mike Wazowski.©