Dream Log 1 |
Drifting through the blank spaces, and trying to grasp the fleeting specifics I'll begin. I remember the beginning taking place at a party, outdoors. Judging from the size of the crowd, I would have t...
Posted by Aleister on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 07:22:00 PST |
Harvest of Darkness |
Harvest of Darkness
As the midday begins to wane,
And the spectres of grey invade its Kingdom.
Its Golden rays, choked of life,
Casting a Silver shroud over the land.
Much like its sister in her Prim...
Posted by Aleister on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 12:55:00 PST |
