

Garoja's Dream - Looking backA figure cloaked in the traditional black of a Sith, the robes bordered with a thin line of red that on further examination would reveal to actually be fine script, walked into the cavernous room that served as his masters study chamber. His master in question was standing at the far end, his back to the cavernous door that slowly shut behind them, the ornate stone soundlessly sliding over the black marble like floor. The Master was reading something propped up on a large stand whose design would suggest to some smoke but to others a tortured wandering soul. Not moving, not making any indication that would physically announce that he knGaroja's Dream - Looking back


Pitter PatterPitter Patter Pitter Patter The orchestral droplets Unceasing, continue to compose This uplifting dirge Eyes so cold Heart so withered Continue to sightlessly gaze This rhythmic dance On mirrored canvas Where he solemnly stares Into Death's cold, Fervent and soulless eyes.Pitter Patter
Pitter Patter Pitter Patter The crawling seconds pass Each a milestone In convoluted reasoning Mouth so dry Soul so torn Remains adamantly shut Vocabulary so conveniently Forgotten; wit be his fleeting friend Until at last, emotion


The DeceptionShh... come and follow me Don't make a sound For where I take you There are worse things than being found Shh... don't make a sound And follow me along this corner roundThe Deception
Hush.. stay your breath and stay right behind Don't be afraid But tread ever softly, my dear. Down here, naught but me shall come to your aid Hush... don't be afraid And stick close on this cobbled path & do please mind the shade
Hm... hurry up now, quicken your step You've trusted me so far, have you not? Don't mind the alley desolate, my dear We're here because of what yo
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"From darkness comes the light,
as silence from sound..."
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