Dim are the moving shadows in these trees— somehow ominous the way the light glares, like a world cut of darkness...
Tag: mystery
The Shape of Moonlight
I saw you as you once were a reflection in a blade raised against the night a being of moonlight in a distant world smiling to yourself at some mystery...
Across the Sky
Broken edges, loose threads Tear away until blood is flowing Beneath ashes carried on the wind Already magic is flowing through our veins...
