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.::Liquid Satin::.Through an esoteric gasp, scream a mirrored rhapsody A phantom of my heart Weave a gentle entropy in harmony Within a masque, scattered light of sanctuary Rising to drown my nation..::Liquid Satin::.
Whisper in dreams of symphony A prize lay claim, Of liquid satin A brand of love, a ring of fier,
Lunacy in madness, Dance upon the grave of shattered reflections And nevermore upon the bloom Of screams outcry for flowers of the night.
A beat hastened, a river drowned, Thistle don upon my brow Capture the moon, dreamweaver delight Anon lay the stars, aug


September HarmonyThe shadows cry for a melody, A distant heart made of glass, Yonder, farther, a bronze bell tolls, In the dusk of a blushing sky, on the silence of a field. Skies on fire,September Harmony
Dominated by four-winged hunters, A Guardian’s silhouette
Cradling a maimed army Without a shadow. Men of valor, their tender tears
Fall to a grave of sorrow. The sands hold no refuge, But a fair breeze’s sanctuary, Where even the brave dare to rise, To face dreams of endless thunder, Solitaire in the skies
Lightning feathering the sands, Where once there was only the warmth of the


Eternal Skies::What was there to die for in a world like this one? Nothing::Eternal Skies
A blazing sun greeted Skaiila as she stepped forth from her imprisonment for the first time in her life, leaving everything she knew behind, even her memories.
::What was there to live for? Nothing::
Bitter thoughts coursed their way through her mind as she searched for something to grasp, unsteady in the light. She didn't recognize anything, couldn't say she knew anyone. They didn't seem to know her. She could place names and meanings to everything tangible, but those endless contours that passed her by, oblivious. Perhaps they had no
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