Exultant wrath shatters calm winds with a pinch
as she lifts another foot up the creaking rung...
Hidden Labyrinth
Sunset, bright red...the colour of bloodshed...
Disturbed in this deeply shadowed world,
Full of hate, death and fate...
Beauty and grace
a voice leaving men...
A daughter was born
In a beautiful kingdom...
I hate fairy tales
No, I honestly do...
The goblin and his mirror
A story told by mums...
Whisper delicate hourglass,
sand upon fingers; birch of sway...
Each mirth and grief of drifting clouds
frigid days and lightless nights shrouds...
I feel you starting to begin,
Digging in...
Flashes of brilliance
swirl through the...
In a world as cold as stone i welcome you to the...
were its always dark and full of pain how can man...