Not like Lorelai and Rory from the Gilmore Girls.
we're closer...
Shadows surround the heart and spirit broken by...
I give myself to the darkness that i once fear now...
Tears of flame
Burn so bright...
Cormada.
In the land where time began...
Out from the light
Of the heavens it came...
On the broken backs
of cold mountains...
Pale Angel
She walks with silent feet...
Maybe you've read a poem,
That makes you ache to go back home...
The power of dark will spread through the family...
Like a creeping and destructive poison vine...
A lost soul wonders the skies
above waiting to be set free...
There is a place where the fairies go,
its beautiful, magical and all covered in snow...
They have always craved
That scent of blood again...