As such, updates to my other works such as Dark Moon will continue to be slow; I am still working on Forgotten Prince even if I'm not showing it off.


All You WereWhere lies the wind, no longer it calls me; My world grows dark as the skies fade to storms... Where has the tomorrow we once spoke of fled, Has it left us so far behind?All You Were
Why does my night carry no stars or moon, Where has the sun's light fled from once glowing skies? Why have you left all that you were in favor of this, Have you truly forgotten all you were?
The paths once bright lead to shadowed wood; No welcome cool but winter's bite to greet. When did we become so different from whom we were, How did you become someone I do not know?
Will you ever


Desert PrayerOh desert winds...Sing soft and sweet... Oh water pure...Nourish body and soul...Desert Prayer
Master of death...sand in sky... Granters of life...vibrant where barren... Wind and water...gods of our lands.... Days of fire...nights of ice... So is the desert's life... So is our way...So is our way... So is the rule of our life.
Hear our cry...oh desert storms; Bring life in your wings... Hear our cry...oh thirsty sands, Take it not from us....


Lesson and ToolVarious vials and bottles bubble and simmer along the table before me; a collection of herbs reduced to little more than their most basic state. It would look oh so very arcane, I suppose, to the unknowing; those who had never sat before at an alchemist's table. They would wonder at the mysteries each strange vial contained- oh their disappointment to learn there was nothing but extract of such worthless things as peacebloom or the like.Lesson and Tool
Worthless as they are now at any rate; and worthless to me ultimately in what I wish to do. I pause and listen for a moment in my workings, a slate board turned gray from the many writings and er


Two's CompanyThe tavern's crowd is as lively as it ever was, with people of all literal shapes and sizes relaxing from a day's work or sharing tales of adventures with varying degrees of exaggeration with their friends. Here and there, though, a silent table exists among the lot. A cowled and cloaked figure occupies one of these places; even without the distinctive armor and runesword, one glimpse of the blue gleam that shone from beneath the cowl announces what this not-so-welcome guest was to any passerby...thus ensuring they remain nothing other than a passerby.Two's Company
A death knight; one of many in Stormwind these days, perhaps, but no more welc
*wavewavewave*
BTW, I redid the Ranthe pic thanks to your help.
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We are each of us angels with only one wing.
And we can only fly embracing each other.
-Luciano de Crescenzo
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It's nice to see you have a DeviantArt account too!
Nice to see another FF.netter here!
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Eluminate my World~
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Ahem..that is..thanks for the watch!
*Track Hidden*
;D
*pet licks youuu* :3
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Eluminate my World~
Now let's get crackin' on story two so you can write more AMAZERATING poetry. XD
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~lumi.
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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