Once upon a whispering wind I caught a scent, foul with sin A dreadful journey was yet to begin Through twists and turns and paths
Tag: loneliness
A Dark Ode to Seneca
A prodigious wave of misplaced emotions, seeped through the windows of her soul, pouring out like a mid-summers rain, warm and misty, cascading down the
The Ashen One
…But I cannot give up. I became Undead to pursue this! But when I peer at the Sun up above, it occurs to me…What if
Escape Imagination 