| Not all that is gold doth glitter Not all who wander are lost The old that is strong doth not wither Deep roots are not touched by the frost From the ashes a fyre shall be woken A light from the shadows shall spring Renewed shall be blade that was broken The crownless again shall be King. J.R. Tolkien Within the nyght so fair lurk shadows of deep despair Beholding the light of love that none can hold or dare Love sings to us upon the summer breeze Promising life as does the storms of spring But alas, We are held in winters sheath Always beholding the glories of dreams far below the valley who sits at mountains woe cloaked even in the height of summer in the grip of winters snow Two worlds that reside together yet forever more put asunder This is the truth of the vampire Tis 'ere that mortals blunder Thinking that we hold such grand beauty When in truth there is no such duty For mortals can love & Hope for 'morrow but our's is death ah... silent death which carries only sorrow. The Lady Darknyss |
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