"As star dust finds it way down beneath sealed chambers,
drapes are ripped down
to let the taste of what should have been crawl over her.As the wind blow the dust from dark catacombs,
the mist ease it's grip.
Giving in for living flesh.Touching her heart,
Giving in for passion.
letting hot blood flow through it,
making it Beat once more..."
However... The Story of the Forest Girl has not its Beginning on Delduwath, but in a World once Vivid and flourishing, located at the very Same Place in the Universe. Gone it is, now, Replaced... Existant only in the Memories of a woman, and in the Stories of Old she Tells whomever is ready to