fate of falling arise upon the shores .they curse my father upon the haunted hills .a cat with wing haunts me so .I know if the cat speaks in riddles a tongue I cannot tell .then all my dreams will wonder and fail .
today I March upon the fallen dead .a castle upon hill awaits .
lord draculus of the forgotten dragons rides below me in these dark days .
dion is only my name .
end of chapter
© David Alan Salsman