<center>Rives</center>

as i lay my head to rest i feel the slow flwing release of all that strings my soul to this body. i knw that sleep is soon and dreams are closer to my eyes then reality. dancing as children around the fire i hear the cries of distant ramance and battles drawing ever nearer. all around me relay on my constraint. for 1 second of fear is ten thousand years of failure. i must be flawless. this is simple. i smile suttle. only the ones closest to me can see it. and the power wells in them from this one simple gesture. they spead this powe around the camp, for there is enough and more for all who dance in my company. the songs are wild. the tales are true. the passion is pure and consentrated. for in this place no two souls belong only to the other. there bonds are never broken. as peices from oposite sides or broken clay, when all is fitted perfecly even the smalest of dents and dimples nestle perfectly with their counter part. we are perfect in this. my wings are the glue that holds the tower togeather.


we are unbreakable.

we will reighn.