The wind of the night howled through the trees and nipped at the back of Clementine’s neck as she walked. Strange noises surrounded her, glowing eyes followed her every move.
My death looms in the eyes of the devil himself. This snake has to be one or two feet long. Monstrous from the view of this poor little mouse, hiding here on the ground.
Hope was never as far away as it is now. The darkness closing in empowers the very fabric of my being. Down to the bottom of my soul I can hear sorrow screaming to be set free.
I don't know how And I don't know why But you won't leave my mind There's something about you I just can't ignore Though it's been so long sense we've been together
If say’st My Lord, that thou lov’st me, mine heart have no longer need to reside in mine chest. If say’st My Lord, that thou need’st me, mine life have no longer need to belong to me.