"History is stolen
An ancient prophecy threatening to kill them all
They will die
One by friend
One by foe
And one by family
Chaos arises as they search for the traitors
Witches and Vampires die for information
Their sire lines are set on protecting them
The traitors lurk in the shadows
Waiting for the right time to attack
With only one weapon that can kill them
A little horse made from The White Oak tree
Friends are turned against friends
It's too late
The Originals can't escape what is to come
No matter how powerful they are
Them and their sire lines are doomed to fall"
-Fireheart
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Poems
PuisiThis is not going to be a real story, I'm going to put in several poems. I won't write them all myself but I will give credit to the ones who have written them. If it's unknown I will just put that underneath. If you want to share poems with me you...
