Story of a fallen angel.

A bright star had fallen out of the sky. A system of neglect in the heat of regret;
Quite yet shallow the stirring was flirting. A solace of sorts through the complex in thought.Not any bargain basemnt deal to be bought. In dreams filled with screams the peril straight fixed alone. A time well spent in thought throughout its desolation within. A champion that looms in societal black hole alone to dwell.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes.

Short story.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes, never forget how wonderful you are and never doubt yourself.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes- The beautiful inspiration behind Night and the talented author of The Life That Never Was.

Dedicated to: Midnight Drakes.