Tired sight of darkness astounding, purple pieces with charm lost in rhyme. Through mirrored ends, doused in flame, choked by sunlight,...

Arrows of fire shot through the gusts of sky and charm swarming past gates of figures, through stone, through men of courage. ...

I live on the outskirts of a rainbow I walk in the valley of coins and whenever I see you walk past I always scream for joy. You’re...

When I was young I was always excited about going out and partying with my friends. I was a night owl, I guess in a lot of ways I still...