AshesMy passion kills everything that is good between the souls Like a storm, like a gale, which torments the sea creatures The souls are burning in the flame of desire, screaming in pain But I won't stop, I will be pushing that farAshes
My dreams are destroying the beautiful flowers of innocence Scratching them with metal, squeezing them with gloves Dreamers are crying in the cauldrons of hot liquid gold But I won't stop, I will be pushing that far
My words are hurting people with good hearts, with good thoughts They are like razors, cutting the fresh meat full of blood They are
First ImpressionsCLICK TO SEE COVER ART Cover Art by KittystavernFirst Impressions
A steady murmur enveloped the modest environs of Narbondel’s Shadow. The gathered folk were not of great status or means, nor were they the dregs which lay but a street beyond either. It had a variety of races and cultures ranging from human to bugbear, though of drow there were very few. It was strange for a tavern in the Underdark, especially one in Menzoberranzan. Most of the patrons wore simple or poor clothing, but some were cloaked with hoods down. None were numbered amongst the city's nobility except one and s
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