The Fallen
The blood of the fallen,
The blood of the few
The blood of the ones I once knew.
The blood of the lost, the solders of night,
A nocturnal calling they cannot fight.
The blood of the chosen ones shall be spilled, one of the three cannot be helped, and here she cannot thrive.
By the time it is over another place she must strive.
The blood of the fallen, the blood of the few,
Essence lost among kindred souls.
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Tainted Fables
Poetrya book of short fiction and poetry with a magical theme. there are a few tales of faries, a wolf-prince that is a shifter. One is a story of a warlock who's wife was burned at the stake and he uses his gift of magic to bring her back for revenge. Th...
