❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]

He is hurting and slowly drifting away from his human self. The fear, panic and cries of his kind,all of it he feels. They have come to belief that it is their end because one is missing THE QUEEN, his mate bearer of the next heir. 'where is she?'.