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So...As Kristina so nicely summed up, evil is the ruling power in this world, and the good are struggling to carry on. The fallen stars and other despondent imageries (<
There are no stars in the winter sky,
Where dreamers dream and shadows lie,
Where hopes come alive and truths die,
In the darkness of eternal night.
In the wake of tempered dusk,
All bodies turn to shallow husks,
Scented air with faint rose musk,
And then the souls take flight.
Ethereal sky above,
Brightened with a light of love,
But no stars, nor hawk or dove,
In the line of the mage’s sight.
In the heart, there are the dreams,
Nothing real is as it seems,
Light and dark on similar teams,
In tempest’s time of night.
Mortal bounds are reminded at night’s darkest hour,
Life fades as petals from a wilting flower,
There are no stars to guide or give you you power,
In the absence of mortal light.
Dawn breaches night’s dark frame,
Dreams within the heart are tamed,
Ignited instead a mortal flame,
And so ends the once-eternal night.
|Demon Eyes||The Long Hunter|
Where the Buttermoths Fly
|Dark Rook, Pale King|