Feb 2019
Count the stars,
As they cascade down the sky,
A river of milk- so bright,
Yet so dark.
At a time past the sun,
Evil's raid begins,
Under the veil of the night sky,
The faults lay unseen.
As they cascade down the sky,
A river of milk- so bright,
Yet so dark.
At a time past the sun,
Evil's raid begins,
Under the veil of the night sky,
The faults lay unseen.
