There are those who unfold in black chasms – Who’s souls breathe for the nighttide hue – Who’s hearts croon for the moon. And who’s love has been fixed with a woebegone blue.”
The writing of Helaena C moon
There are those who unfold in black chasms – Who’s souls breathe for the nighttide hue – Who’s hearts croon for the moon. And who’s love has been fixed with a woebegone blue.”
The hidden side 