 Manuel Fajar 2005-08-03 . chapter 1Never a time for prayer had there been,
Or fear of destiny or mortal ends,
Fay's bliss encompassed action and firm stead,
Reflection but an image on a blade,
A gleaming second flashing before death,
In bloody rencor issued from his thrusts,
No,—never did he fear until one day,
He glimpsed her face a passing summer cloud,
Then divination came to steal his heart,
That never anxious had in battle fought,
Now trembled when he dared to speak her name,
As surely message untamed fates now gave,
That pierced his soul must now forfeit man's life,
For love, soft subtle, had now sheathed his sword. |
 Aimee Raven 2005-08-03 . chapter 1*jaw drops* wow...wow...wow...it's been ages since I read something as good as this...your imagery swept me off my feet..the words you use just make the descriptions so vivid and associate me with so many different things my heart was pounding so hard because I felt I'd just been on a world tour...bloody amazing! I'm stunned! And I love the bits between brackets...you're so talented! You should've told me in your review, lol! The whole lust-slavery-travesty thing is just amazingly well put into words...I'm speechless! Love, Mia |