12-22-2005, 02:41 PM
Mika walked down the forest path, reading the note again absently. Two dragons were walking beside her; Shimmersky, an Elder of the Dragontribes, and her son, Koilero, the limping one, were conversing about the weather.
High dive into frozen waves where the past comes back to life. Fight fear for the selfish pain;
It was worth it every time. Hold still right before we crash 'cause we both know how this ends.
A clock ticks 'til it breaks your glass and I drown in you again,
'Cause you are the piece of me I wish I didn't need. Chasing relentlessly, still fight and I don't know why!
If our love is tragedy, why are you my remedy? If our love's insanity, why are you my clarity?