Temptress of Sorrow
where is your
coral. For disaster
is sure to
follow. Pain and
suffering. Come to
all who gaze
a pone your
eternal beauty. Burnning
with radiant disaster.
Flowing all over.
Turning all to ash.
Tree and forest.
Flesh and...
Fire, Poem, mirror style
Soothing maiden with
ever flowing voice.
That calms the
tearful child. many
have gazed on
her beauty. Always
shifting. Always changing.
Quenching the Crimson
Temptress wherever she
may be. Gentle
as the feather.
Yet un stoppable.
Twisting...
Poem, mirror style, water
As i stood in the mirror, styling my hair, i studied myself. i'd always been fairly feminine, a trait i picked up from my mother. thankfully the only thing i'd inherited from my father was long, straight black hair, currently dyed with streaks of violet.
Club, Dragon, Feline, Magic, Music, Plot Development, Rave, Story Progression, Story Series