ancient history/mythology buff, dragon/faerie/angel lover and sword collector
hunting, painting, sketching, sword collecting
~Daelaeyni~Bandroia na Fuinseioge
We never even kissed or looked into each others' eyes.
Our lips just trespassed on those inner labyrinths hidden deep within our ears.
Filled them with the private music of wicked words. Hers in many languages.
Mine in the off color of my only tongue.
Too bad dark languages rarely survive.
Hey pretty, my pretty baby.
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby, my pretty baby.
Rock it through my world. 