He has been traveling for days. The Gray Forest was treacherous. He used his sword to cut his way through the mingled trees that formed a wall between him and what he was looking for. He had heard rumors...

Loved her before I saw her. How can I not? Loved her mother before her. Not because she was hot. Certainly not. Loved her because she is she. before I did see. Loved her as much as she loved me. Don't ask me why? Loved her because she is...

Florae reincarnated bliss. Petals lay where sun refused to ray. Stalking stems are lacking strength. Thorns bring crimson-stained amiss.Florever blooming endeavours. Aquatic yearning arose. Soaked in velvet, so called hell fit. Lucy’s bouquets were ever imposed.Deathbeds of roses. Rain...

I love to live here on the edgeperched high upon this ledgebetween then and now...between when and how Living out these poetic dayshiding quietly in this hazewith dipped pen in handready to make my last stand For I do so love...