All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king

Writing Inspiration: "Dying Is Your Latest Fashion" (Album) by Escape the Fate

Currently Reading: My textbooks X_X

Currently Watching: Fairy Tail