How Fitting? A Dark Stormy night for the end. Dreams ...
I hate dreams, if it wasn't for deams this would have never happened.I
can still remember the first one, But i dont want to talk about it. But
Id like to tell you how "This" started.
It was about 2 years ago ....
It started with a Dream , I remember it too clearly for compfort. I was
in a Dark and cold Dungeon ,I made my way with little light from the few
lit candles on the walls, I head a youg Ladies voice calling for help ,
Luring me Closer ...
As i made my way I found Many corpses of dead Knights, Obvious
Sword Wounds covered their bloody bodies.
I finally arrived at the Jail Cell the Young Ladies voice was
comming from , I stared as a young Lady came Closer , eventually coming
out of the shadows wich covered her ...
I hate dreams, if it wasn't for deams this would have never happened.I
can still remember the first one, But i dont want to talk about it. But
Id like to tell you how "This" started.
It was about 2 years ago ....
It started with a Dream , I remember it too clearly for compfort. I was
in a Dark and cold Dungeon ,I made my way with little light from the few
lit candles on the walls, I head a youg Ladies voice calling for help ,
Luring me Closer ...
As i made my way I found Many corpses of dead Knights, Obvious
Sword Wounds covered their bloody bodies.
I finally arrived at the Jail Cell the Young Ladies voice was
comming from , I stared as a young Lady came Closer , eventually coming
out of the shadows wich covered her ...