Incendia
March 4th, 2005, 01:29 AM
May I man my own ship called Life without the negative anchor of others. To freedom! Blessed be!
Incendia
June 11th, 2005, 07:05 PM
You stand where the past and present unite to form the future
O' immortal guide and ghostly consort
Hounds baying in the darkness herald your arrival
O' light bringing, torch wielder who illuminates my inner night
Benevolent one, my sorrows have fallen upon your ears
You all-seeing, mistress of change
I know now, that I hold the key that opens the doorway to myself
Blessed be
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