Written by: Etta, Shogakusha of the Hold
Date: Sunday, January 22nd, 2012
Addressed to: Everyone
Scenting the night with memories of
Places haunting and mysterious. My heart
Pains at the memories. The memories of
Snow, of graveyards, of songs. My heart
Is yearning to bring back that life,
Beating out a breathless rhythm,
Oxygen for an otherwise empty soul.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ero, in the year 587 AF.
Written by: Etta, Shogakusha of the Hold
Date: Sunday, January 22nd, 2012
Addressed to: Everyone
Scenting the night with memories of
Places haunting and mysterious. My heart
Pains at the memories. The memories of
Snow, of graveyards, of songs. My heart
Is yearning to bring back that life,
Beating out a breathless rhythm,
Oxygen for an otherwise empty soul.
Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Ero, in the year 587 AF.
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