.........A Storyteller........

.....Sir Air Ren of the emoey.....

Name:
I Had a dream... I was standing on a hill in a field,with a party of knights at my back.. i felt no emotion just a sense knowing "..if i'd die today..it dossent matter..I fight to protect.." people in my comand.. being surrounded by legions of the enemy... the enemy... a large sea of black and red..people..or something else.. i woke up with a song in my head

::..my art..::
::..my writings..::

.....Knights Log.....

Ah... forget it

.....The Book.....

..........word count..........

...Working on it..

word total - None Yet

Title:A Knights Tale

.....Merchant Quaters....

.....Liabary of ages past.....

July 2007
August 2007
January 2008
February 2008

.....Characters.....

[+] Tearifious

[+] Cerainious

.....Armory.....

[+] nanowrimo

[+] link

......The Royal Musetriel.....

:~: Friday, February 22, 2008 :~:

Entitled: John Donne

For this Love is enraged with me,
Yet kills not ; if I must example be
To future rebels, if th' unborn
Must learn by my being cut up and torn,
Kill, and dissect me, Love ; for this
Torture against thine own end is ;
Rack'd carcasses make ill anatomies.
- John Donne

If 'twere not so, what did become
Of my heart when I first saw thee?
I brought a heart into the room,
But from the room I carried none with me.
If it had gone to thee, I know
Mine would have taught thine heart to show
More pity unto me ; but Love, alas !
At one first blow did shiver it as glass.
-john Donne

2 of my favs

...penned by Ron_chooi at 8:27 AM
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:~: Friday, February 22, 2008 :~:

Entitled: John Donne