| Deep within the still night, life calls out to itself, waiting for reply. -J.E. Bond |


Amber Eyes -Redux-Amber Eyes (Redux)Amber Eyes -Redux-
Atop the twilight hills, Alone he makes his stand, Come to ply his skills, Come to test his hand.
The foe-men at the front, One on every side, An onslaught still to shunt, No time left to bide.
Delivered on a gale, Blessed be his skies, Never will he fail, My beloved Amber Eyes.
Driven to the brink of war, Let your weary heartbeat rest, Implore your yourself to ignore, Leave your mercy to protest.
Plunge yourself within the world, Throw yourself into the fray, Strike defenses n


Captive's FlightCaptive's FlightCaptive's Flight
Chains of silver, chains of gold, The only binds that may dismiss, The Keeper's mark, bought and sold, Thought abject and remiss.
Set eyes on soaring far above, Where beneath you people gaze, Discover if you are Roc or dove, And soar on winds ablaze.
When bound by light and earth below, Believe wax wings won't melt away, Nor the Heaven's conspire, overthrow, Or you do yourself betray.
Think kindly of each moment spent, For freedom or your fall may come, Accede the loss, wherever went, Lest you be struck


Snow GardenSnow GardenSnow Garden
Waltz among the rime, Sing along to floe, Nothing quite so sublime, As a meeting in the snow.
Savor the polar bliss, Deep within our embrace, Allow our minds to reminisce, And worldly thought erase.
Welcome to your winter home, Lay your heart down by the coals, Deep beneath this chilling dome, Let us warm our twining souls.


Avant GardeAvant GardeAvant Garde
Breathless leaves so fragile, Brittle waves are numb, Broken toys sitting still, Beneath his will succumb.
Covet not his envy, Care little for his vice, Cozen him to agree Cipher is his price.
Dolls and rags are waiting. Denounced vestiges from some war, Danger in a equating, Drop survivors in the drawer.
Every man will make his stand, Elated by his station, Even with grenade in hand, Enervate his animation.
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Boredom is something of which I am bored of!
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"Everything is Lv.36, poisonous, has wings, is immune to Gravity, absorbs fire, is weak to Holy and has three progressively difficult forms."
Dial 801 for;
J.E. Bond
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Boredom is something of which I am bored of!
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"Everything is Lv.36, poisonous, has wings, is immune to Gravity, absorbs fire, is weak to Holy and has three progressively difficult forms."
Dial 801 for;
J.E. Bond
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Boredom is something of which I am bored of!
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