A girl that is too old,
but looks too young...
A knight in shining amour, although unlike the...
Rides his black majestic horse and to the God of...
The night was an unwelcoming one
As fierce winds whipped the shore...
Prophecy
The song of tears washed away...
The cold dark shadow
floats across the ground...
She stands on the mountain
Her last possessions in hand...
Oh Atropos do I beseech
Please treat me kind and fair...
Your calling for me
hands outstretched...
*** In the dimly lit room sits a soul,
too distant to even hear my call...
Dark past, poisoned soul
beauty and love she'll never know...
Finally he saw their nightmares were his dreams,
Fire setting through his veins so bright...
The sun is setting,
the warcires start...