Upon the darkened hill doth rise,
and beckon forth the night,
a pair of gleaming amber eyes
which calls me from the light.
When I sit upon said hill,
and watch dear Luna climb,
the darkness holds me perfectly still,
through forever and all time.
Still the darkness flows up my mount,
the blackned shadows seem to fly,
so many shadows a huge amount!
Creeping swiftly, they can not die.
I am still.
I can not shout.
Against my will,
they black me out.
The sky is dark,
the world is nigh.
A single lark,
sets out on high.
No, a lark is small
this "bird" is not
I hear its call
It mustn't be caught!
Fly dear friend!
Flee this world!
It's near the end!
Wings unfurled!
My beloved "Wyvern"!
Find a new place!
It's your turn!
Flee without a trace!
My "Wyvern" is gone,
but I remain here.
Awaiting a new dawn.
I have no fear.
For...
Opposite my darkened hill doth rise,
and beckon forth the light,
a pair of glinting sapphire eyes,
which calls me from the night.
I break the shadows,
slash my chains,
through the meadow,
free of the pains.
To my friend,
my kind "Wyvern",
"This is the end.
So much, we've learned."
Current Residence: The Woods Behind Your House
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Favourite genre of music: Punk/Punk Rock/Pop
Favourite photographer: ................
Favourite style of art: Anime, Cartoon, etc.
Operating System: Microsoft? That's what you meant isn't it?
MP3 player of choice: Ipod, of course.
Shell of choice: ...um...conch???
Wallpaper of choice: Oh! Oh! Black! With Dragon Scales!
Skin of choice: Mine? I really don't need anyone else's....though I woldn't mind replacing this sunbu
Favourite cartoon character: Balto
Personal Quote: What?