Monday, June 13, 2011

Erebos

Light seems so far away,
Beckoning towards a coming day.
Juxtaposed with a gathering dark,
Sheltered in an ancient ark.


Brightening skies,
Give way to lies.
Fate waits,
For darkness abates.



Given time for all,
Riding a gray squall.
Time needs no master,
Charging ever faster.

The dark roars along,
Singing its shadow song.
A simple plan can't fix,
That Erebos gives way to Nyx

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