

Ode to NightAn ode to night is an ode to the darkest sky I live for thee, I cry in your arms of black I live for thee, to see you come again I look for thee, to save me here and now I look for thee, to horizon's edge I stare I pray for thee, as the hours tick away I pray for thee, to end my despair inside I wish for thee, for your sky of black unfurled I wish for thee, but for now you are gone I live, look, pray, and wish for you dear night but minutes pass like hours, now and every dayOde to Night


Chapter IV Rest for the WearyMy bed was no where to be seen. In its place was a giant hole, about five and a half meters across and one meter deep. Garnet and black silk-covered pillows and cushions and a black fur blanket were in the hole. Curtains hung from the ceiling around it, black lace over purple silk. Lovely, indeed so, but not what I had. I did not like to see my house rearranged and changed from what I had it. I planned and built most of it the way it was for a reason! She says The bed was too small, so I made my own. If you dont like it you still have your coffin. As she looks up at me, as if she was studying me. I look toChapter IV Rest for the Weary
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En orn'bren tan'el lon el,
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eat me
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You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you're looking for
Turn out the light
Don't try to save me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right
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