Dead To Her Dying World (8)

by Cooper

Back upon the ashen fields of whispers and
the soft touch of romance...

Heartless Rubble. (7)

by Teria

With colored lights of gold rushing past my heart,
I feel the wounded sorrow tearing you to shreds...

Northern Wilderness (3)

by Stormy

Raging rivers, poplar trees majestic pines that...
Eagles soar wile deer run far over this land where...