Disclaimer: I claim that I own none of this, that I have no intention to profit from it and never have; and that this was written without the intention of amusing anyone but myself (initially).

Go on, prove me wrong. I dare you.


To Dream

Quietly, the night sings to me
of long forgotten paths, of dreams

Dreamt in an ancient, accursed house
wherein a clan dwelt, under such a curse

That not one of them could escape
a fact that I began to hate...

Quietly, the night sings to me
of searching for a way into dreams...