Idyllic Memories
- The Refuse
- Nov 10, 2012
- 1 min read
The wolves howl wildly in the dark and lonely woods, Seeking foolishly for the moon which will ever betray them. Though I will never achieve the company of whom I crave, I sate my mind with nostalgia and my envisages of them.
- Sir Adam Atriy, Myriad Tiaras Vol. 2