Forgotten Muse

In the deepest recesses of your mind
Amidst the dregs of forgotten ideas…

Mystics of nature

The morning Robin sings, a tune scented with the seasons, Music borne on a waning…

Crusader

what do you see . , She treks uncharted paths one princess in this giant world of men She’s armored in knowledge wielding a sword that drips with the blood of fallen foes The unjust who’ve sought her demise have succumbed to the steel of her resolve , She’s inspired by the greats that came…