...and i have yet to stop falling...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you…

Day of the Terribles,

12th dawn of the month Gerst-monath,

Year of the Caminus Canis.

29th day of the 8th month of being a Slave to a Slave...

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oo(O)oo

LADY ICE, SCRAWNY SCARECROW

(this and every posts after are the continued versions of the story first written on 31st May 2006)

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oo(O)oo

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oo(O)oo

The Other Side of the Moon

said a lover to a lover,

such beauty the sky uncover,

such whiteness and purity that seem to last forever,

makes hate's heart quiver and shiver...

said a husband to a wife,

night be silent not meaning there's not life,

night be shine by those that strive,

as an offering to a bearer my dreams archived....

said a father to a son,

i'm rested when darkness brace the sun,

i'm blessed with the howl of a moon son,

marks my rest after we a day that we have run...

said an aged to the young,

rest the hatred that you have sung,

rest it best cause its's time your mother pick the clothes that she has strung,

for there's once too many her heart you wronged...

said my shadow to my soul,

come night why must you foul,

listen close to the song of an owl,

telling the time when this body in earth it cowls.

(dedicated to a from that have parted and i have never met)

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oo(O)oo

In another time,

another tale will come...

maybe,
of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave...

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest...

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oo(O)oo

_______THANK YOU_______

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