Status: I'm in the process of rewriting a few things, this story being one of them.
The Raven
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer...
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before
But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token...
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
~Edgar Allan Poe
I am a young Lord, but I am a Lord still.
Every Lord has his subjects; I am no different than those Lords.
Nyathera is no different than those subjects.
I won't just discover her secrets, she's going to confess them to me.
And if they are as interesting as her mystery, good things may come her way.
- Looking in Your Eyes
- I was Waiting with My Black Umbrella
- Wearing Your Disguise
- Now You're Only Wasting Time on Me
- I Know Your Every Move
- Baby Girl, You Used to Make Me Nervous
- Shuffling the Pages
- Talking Through a Violent Sleep
- It Will Only Take a Little While
- 'Til Your Highs Become Your Lows
- Barely Moving, then You're Running Wild