Disclamer: I do not own Huntik

HER

Lying awake,

Darkness Desends,

Thinking of her...

Water,

Her tears,

The day she cried...

Earth,

Her skin,

The pale of the world...

Air,

Her breath,

Each time she spoke...

Fire,

Her eyes,

That gleam of triumph...

Spirit,

Her soul,

Who she is...

Where ever she is,

What ever she does,

She hold my heart,

She complets me.

Dante set down his pen and went to sleep only to dream of Zhalia for the night.

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