http://slow.writerscafe.org/XbaronV The original writings of author DyKo en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1778878104 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 For if thine steps Sing woeful sounds To the heart of nights,Then find not shelter nor hearth within The wayward halls.Along silent mist and Boastful rain Stand and wait your turn,For you alone stand to Gain all for less Or none for allNow my turn to Walk the ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XbaronV/1256327/ What is truly said within words. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XbaronV/1256315/ Oh but to stand on the pristine ledge, nothing but the bare expanse of abyss to welcome your roaming eyes.Oh but to be enveloped by the ever wondering mist. Ever changing, growing, becoming that which is feared by the moon.But here we do stand, not on the ledge but on the precipice of countless fail.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/XbaronV/992439/