1The Theatrum Mundi » ca. 1800's. Owen, caught up in a twisting tale of supernatural encounters and often times horrific enigmas, comes to find that his lineage tells him to be someone he never thought would exist. Not a hunter, not a dealer, not a monster. A Wayfarer Guardian

Thoughts of the One Who Got Lost Down there in my soul, where things disappear and ideas are born, I feel beauty surround me, and wither at the same time.

Muse This is my muse.

1 Rubicuned and Frozen Darkly She comes and she leaves, red hair standing out in the darkness. A/N...from a male perspective.

5 Without Creativity What happened to playing imaginary, beneath the window sill...

3 Blood Macarbe.

3 The Dreamers Can't See the Real Side The way many struggling writers feel, I do believe.

1Fallout of Our Lies Pursue life before it's too late.

2This Anthems Ending Song We've fought the war of life so long.

1 The Ones Who Eat the Color of the Setting Sun I won't explain what people this poem is about...but maybe you'll catch on. Just think...if all things where real, who would eat the color of the setting sun? This is a poem from their viewpoint.