I bleed. The moon turns cold. I bleed... I feel nothing anymore. No sadness, no joy... Just pain. Echos of the shards of my splintered mind mocking the foundation of my core... Sucking me deep, pulling me down, swallowing me whole and not letting go for a moment to let me find the surface to breathe... I am alone. I am the echo of my own schadowes... I am tired of this phoenix existence. Churning ashes set to wind and sea... I will not be borne of asches... I am of the Moon. She is my Goddess. She has watched me for all time and I bey to her... I cry to her. When all else look away. Even in the darkness of the shadow of her Sister blotting out the sun... She is there, I feel her. I bleed to be near her... She is mine. None compare but one... And I have been forsaken. One Raven's gaze rivals that of the moon. One gaze to stop my heart in place, hold tyme and welcome my breath to her own... But I am alone. Only pain remains. I need to fly... I need to breathe... I need to bleed... But there is nothing... There is nothing, not even the empty whole where my love once was... Just nothing. A single word... A single name... Cried into the darkness at the end and the beginning will make our world so much more beautiful than before. Move heaven, move stars, call my name, welcome me home within you... And we will rise... For I still fight for our lives. This Wolven Fool. The gentle Knight of wanderings lost. Sisters and brothers... Lovers... Mother, father, mother, father... Children... Taking our lives... Spilling our memories upon cold and cooling earth like empty coinage to a god unwilling in morbid sacrifice. I have fought you, I have loved you, I have borne you, I have been born of you... We are one. Breath of my breath, waking and dreaming... We are one. We have come far and oh yes, we will go father...

"I am nothing in the darkness when silence as forgotten it's name" Rotwulf - 03-06-1997