Corvin Vandra

There's no rhyme scheme here. Just raw emotion. Enjoy. † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † † I was a waste,

Please critique, but be gentle. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Gabriel had never been one to look before he leaped. ...

As I sit here all alone inside my head, I remember you upon your throne, and it fills my heart with dread You alone robbed me of my heart. You ...

This is the prologue. And on an unrelated sidenote, go Penguins. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In the pitch black of the night, a figure stirs in