You can speak to the dead if
you have faith, different
languages you will understand,
find inspiration in the darkest
of night. Ghouls and ghost
wander endlessly searching for
the light, evil throughout the
land is divided amongst the
cruel hearts poisoning the mind
of the meek. The witching hour
is also the hour where family,
friends, and foe meet their faith.
"I could've swore he was
speaking to her directly when we
was talking about how he was
upset because she died with
UNanswered questions."
I feel for him. I'm sad. However,
I must decide, which road I will
continue this morning, sunrise to
the East, the West is the Best! A
collector of debt; the thief in the
night will be knocking on his
door at first sunlight...