As sanction for your atrocities I grant you this, a curse and prophecy The form of lupus, you shall take Tears of anguish lie in wake To break the endless agony Requires a simple act, not of gallantry The night of lunar bloodied zenith, Be prepared, you ghastly behemoth To spill the blood of a virgin maiden Who's hear...
Left on the ground dying alone, maybe it was already too late for 'him' to regain what was lost... In the future he chose, he was together with 'her'. With warm sunlight shining in, just as the snow would eventually melt and the flowers would begin to bloom. An unchanging love. Taking his stand... And conquering fear...
Yggdrasil Burrow is filled with mysteries, from the town's name's sake to the stone stairs that lead to nowhere in the middle of the woods. But the biggest of them all would be the missing children...every few years since the town has been founded children would disappear. No trace. No bodies. No leads. Only missing f...