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Dawn will break with darkness And shadows kill the light Dusk will fall at sunrise And the day descend to night The mountains will cry in fear The wind will wither and die The heavens will crack, all hope turn black When the stars fall from the sky
The forest was silent except for the wind whispering past and the purple-hued doves cooing in the boughs above. Knowing by the sun's low position in the sky that lastmeal time was approaching, Merid huffed and pawed at the ground. The large gryphon's golden fur was so long near his feet that it nearly hid … Continue reading The Foundling
Winds are wailing, clouds are sailing On a black and roaring sea Where pain and crying, death and dying Are the only certianty Life is fading, shadows shading Every flame now fades away But day will spring, and with it bring The silver blade of dawn's first ray
I stand at the edge of the world -- my world. Waiting. For what? I don't know. I never know what may be coming. What darkness may be lurking in the shadows of the trees. What evil may be creeping toward my fortress as dusk approaches. There is no way to know what may happen. … Continue reading The Guardian
It's Paradise. That's what they told us.
The sun is dipping lower Into the darkened night
Through life and death And every breath
They’re coming. The only thing in his mind. The only thing he seemed sure of anymore.
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