Dark Angel is feeling his own flames of ecstasy
on a cold September night, I started having very bad dreams
that were something I haven't had before so I get up and made
me some tea, but I felt someone watching me through my bedroom window. so 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 and sip on my tea but then I felt the breath of autumn woods. Within the winter silences, I could hear that the 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