The Morning stillnes wakes everyone...
While my dreams dissolve, remnants is all i own.
One by one every being start's a role,
I hope my memories last long enough.

The peacefull evening is at hand,
Flashes of Love, Sorrow and Hate...
Dreamy Seas flow the land,
To wash all the secrets it's late.

Quiet and silent the Moon stands,
Shadows cover the land tonight.
Nothing appears to be alive in the land,
Family and Friends fill this abscence of life.

This happens every single day,
But inside myself things will always change.
Feeling like im drifting away,
Hoping i can find what i've lost, again.
Yuraell

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Scarlatan, in the year 326 AF.