Mtgcardsmith Order Print
Kodama
by on
Kodama
by on

Kodama


The trees cry out as they die, but you cannot hear them. I lie here. I listen to the pain of the forest and feel the ache of the bullet in my chest, and I dream of the day
I will finally crunch that gun-woman's
head in my jaws. — Moro

Love this card?

Support GruulOrcGuildmage's creations
with a gift of Premium Membership!

Gift

Card Comments 0

No comments yet. Be the first to comment!