Trans Girl with more hours on War Thunder than should be clinically healthy






Amidst the eternal waves of time, From a ripple of change shall the storm rise, Out of the abyss peer the eyes of a demon, Behold the Razgriz, its wings of black sheath!

The Demon soars through dark skies, Fear and death trail in its shadow beneath, Until men united wield a hollowed sabre. In final reckoning, the beast is slain.

As the Demon sleeps man turns on man, His blood and madness soon cover the earth, From the depths of despair, awaken the Razgriz, its black wings ablaze in majestic light.