As time stands quiet and still at this very moment, the final changes of this Advent are taking place right before my very eyes. I still find myself wondering whatever happened to those day's. I knew my moments within this time had been growing shorter...
What we have now become is all and all something the higher powers have wanted all along, throughout these years. Memories of the exile have now begun to haunt me even strongly as this darker side of me gradually regains it's strength, for it will not...
They have now finally set in. The final darkest hours, the darkest hours that sing a song of obliteration of an older era. For now the crossover period has begun to take place. For soon, I will be able to join the others and forge...
For days I have prayed to some higher powers to show to me what new path lies ahead. Though I feel my next steps burning within my soul, it still remains unclear to me what exactly they are. The final resting hours are soon to...
In the darkest of nights I seek their grace and elegance. Soaring over, and protecting the skies at all angles, they contain a complexity that no other army can reach. These skies remain dull, and empty now, as extreme darkness as fallen over this land...
The dawn has been fading for several consecutive years, shortly before the discovery of the Ice Cave. Though I know throughout my very heart that I am lucky to be here, alive and moving, I also often grow tired of this path and lose focus...