Thursday, July 06, 2006

When in Rome...

Vigilant, digilent, prudent, waiting for the right moment in time. Seems that there are still many battles to end the war. Tiresome, anoying, expected.

Neverland is the same and is completely changed. The sprinkles of magic still linger in the air, giving away that phantom glow that foretells many destinies. The mists have settled in, granting a brief moment of quietness as it brews new poisons.

No sun shines forever, no rain forever weeps...

10-4

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