Wondrous, were the Fae…when they sparked out of the dark primordial soot and black salt waters of the ocean deep. In the dark times, darkness
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The Wanderer
He wandered until wandering became a chore, and then he sat. He sat and put his face to the sun, it burned, it cracked his
The Mage
A destitute road of dirt and filth lay unwelcoming before the hubristic prince. A lost and decrepit forest path, one that swallowed wanton travelers and
Cruelty
So cruel Locking me out Lock me out for good Let me die outside of your warmth I will wilt, I will wither You care
Love
Love, they say, is the most powerful feeling a human can feel LOVE… they say, is finding someone who you share mutual care for …But
Mamas up in Georgia
Mamas up in Georgia praying for me every single night From the break of dawn, to the dying of the light Mamas up in Georgia,
Escape Imagination 