Once it was Beautiful
But the lies of your lips were nothing but void without melody. You once sang to me, your voice could breeze my hair and make me feel warm, but the ink of your voice painted a mark on my face and not even rain can wash it away.
I would have loved you, I would dream freedom for you, but you tied my hands and bonded my soul to your own prison.
Tribute for falondiiin and the rest of the elvhen pantheon ouo