This is old and was written several years ago, like most of my poetry. I can't really write it anymore, but I went through a faze when the only creative thing I could do was write poems...however bad!
Meh, a little prologue I scribbled down to introduce the first chapter of my story. Written in one sitting...when it was raining outside. It may well be added to over time ^_^
I really don't know where this came from, and I don't like it ever so much either. There are a few nice descriptions here and there, but for the most part it's a bit akward.
This is something that started as a school project. I didn't really like the themes though, so I wrote this instead. It was an attempt to get into the head of one of my male characters, as I always struggle to write them with any accuracy! Anyways, this if from Lyan's viewpoint, as he talks to the angel Azaran, who appears to him as he breathes his last.