The coldness outside is also in my bones, I lay atop my burial stones. The cold blisters my skin, But that doesn't matter, this is where I'm closest to my kin. Their burial mounds are scattered before me, I cry because the light of day, they will never again see. I'm all alone now, But I will avenge them, this I vow!
Their Deaths - demonsblackrose - Apr 6-04 10:01am