Author: admin

Nothing remains of the time before the sunrise, when gods and angels came to be,and giants contemplated darkness beneath the glowing trees, blind to what would come to be, a deep and darkly veiled metamorphosis, Praying to the wind they sank into the waters of the sea,

Nothing remains of the days after the sun died, when gods and angels made the seas, gathered the grey and withered leaves and wiped away the tears, and they touched our quiet minds, and guided us to blissful golden skies, old and obsolete, we vanished into stars and into light,