He stands alone in a quiet village,
a village that knows no fear...
ROBERT FROST
Some say the world will end in fire...
Ancient times when witchcraft stories were told
Shimmers of invocation far and near , behold...
Blackened,
Sickened...
She puts ton of make-up on
wears cloths that show everything...
He felt like cherry blossoms
In the coming fall...
A tall slender faerie draped all in black and deep...
Across the way shedding tears was Nissa. Docile...
A simple sin not lust but more
that ripped across my sleeping from...
Hay there stranger
I wish you'd look my way...
Time stands still
a silent kill...
Crunch of snow beneath your paws,
Crunch of bone between your jaws...
A soft blanket of snow slowly
settles over his body. His eyes...