Dark Angel is feeling his own flames of evil ecstasy on a cold September night, I started having very bad dreams were something I haven't had before so I get up and made me some tea, yet I felt someone watching me through my bedroom window. I get up from my bed to see if anyone was outside my bedroom window I looked around I didn't see anything unusual on the land near my home so I just started to get back into bed and started to read while I sip on tea but then I felt the breath of autumn woods.
Within the winter silences, I could hear that old sound of darkening wind cry in deep pain like death like mourning  I felt so cold and lost deep within my soul and that is when. Dark Angel had started playing games with my mind so when I would sleep I would be afraid of what was waiting for me.

- Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery