MOROSE

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What is the morose of life?
The ones that have lost or something lost,
The pains suffered in prison of shame,
Cannot be overcame so very fast.

What is the loss of life?
The loss of a loved one, loss of life.
New tears shed, in the myriad of thoughts
Fresh wounds, suffering and strife.

It is our own way to freedom, the life we deserve,
archaic and antique sanguinity
Our way to home is our journey
And it all starts by winning in a flaming flurry.

Think that whom you love all betray...
And those memories diminish away...
Life is clandestine
A shadow in the vine

Amazonus...
Where are YOU!

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Nica stopped short of her tracks to observe...
Gods no.

"A...a Dr-drag-gon?"
Nica said, deeming impossibility.
It was majestic.
Emerald eyes... So wise
Evergreen scales... Shine the night
Amazonus... I know you
The wife of Silas...
My mother.

Oh, my precious Nica,
I love you.
I will stay here.


"En garde, Nica."
Gabriel said mysteriously.
"Today, we work on your melee training. While sometimes ineffective, melee can be good for self defense.

"We work on magic later."

Hours passed. Nica had to call Gabriel on what she saw.

"Gabriel, we need to talk."

"Hm? Oh Nica, what do you want to talk about?"

She told him about what she saw and heard.
(Oh Gods, Forsake me! Drakon hath appeared!)
"And it was your MOTHER?"

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 28, 2017 ⏰

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