KawaiiChibiFox

Life and Death Ced Shadowborn Long ago, under the skies of grey, there lied a wistful garden of decay. Where shadows of tormented souls feel the memories of long since passed slipping away. In His sunless garden, Death walks down the way, his oh so lonely way, Searching for someone to warm his cold heart, someone who would stay. Under those skies of grey, oh so grim and grey, crying for Death's dismay. Cold and pale, cadaverous and stale, He waters his dying garden with tears, From Dracula's sarcophagus to the darkness of Tartarus, loneliness is all Death fears. Until one particularly somber day, a heavenly beautiful fife which forba