

TideI walk with a heavy burden Heavy and painful both For of my pack, I am the last The final burning wolfTide
I roamed throughout the wilderness Through woods and hills and plains Yes, solitude, that was my path Until they came, the rains
For a moon the storms did pour down Upon the arid earth A lonely hill became my den Until blue skys rebirth
The sky assailed the land again With booming arcs of light The wind wolf howled, from darkest cloud. And came the final night
The storms that night had flashed with light My
| Hey I'm Raiden, (pronounced Rye-din) I am the Writer of Nightmares and Dreams. I also draw and mess around on MS paint. I'm a Percussionist, Pianist, Artist, Fighter, and Lover. Every part of my ebing however, especially my heart, belongs to Jeana (pronounced Jayna). So feel free to read my works and examine my drawings. |
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Story Status: 400+ pages and Counting.
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Story Status: 400+ pages and Counting.
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There's truth in your lies and doubt in your faith ~ Linkin Park
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