| Unnammed Poem Three Author: Ordos 45 [email protected] Woe to us all for the ace has fallen, the Hunters approach at dawn. The fear has spread like a cancer, and yet I have none. The apathy in me is high, and I can only try, to regan my soul on this day, for this I do pray. If I may, I will say, that I will pay for this transgression, even if it is possession. Darkness had swallowed me once again, but now I see it and fight it, for I have no other choice in this war... |