The trust is the first to break, the heart closely follows, Broken wings of barren dreams folding over the hollows, Time stops, space drains, the silence echoes, Calling to the ashes to rise once more from the shadows.
The trust is the first to break, the heart closely follows, Broken wings of barren dreams folding over the hollows, Time stops, space drains, the silence echoes, Calling to the ashes to rise once more from the shadows.
Mitriel Faywood 