~ In Tempest's Sanctuary ~
~ Timeline ~

I am a soldier. I fight in a war that is so old no one can remember why it was started. I was born on Prissa Prime in the time of great change. My mother, a woman of science, created a time machine. It took her twenty years to perfect it and only a moment to show us it was more powerful then was safe to use. My younger brother Chryss was the first Prissian to step into the machine willingly and the last for that damn machine to claim as a victim. I miss him to this day....

But time marches on and so does life. I spent my youth in a happy Elysium state only to spend my adulthood in a constant state of hell. I have been wounded and rebuilt so many times, I barely qualify as a living being any more. My only goal in life now, is to live through my tour of duty and stop the Rimrunners from possessing the secrets of my mother's monster creation because if it falls into the wrong hands, history won't be the only thing in jeapardy.... all our futures will be.

The Seen Unseen

The seen unseen, march two by two
Dedication irreverent with hearts to true
So blindly we give to uncaring those who
Would use us, abuse us until they are through

The seen unseen, sweat blood that is pure
Bent backs and moist brows, in jobs obscure
Invisible we be and yet we endure
Ask us not why, for we are not sure....

~RavenWolf 6/2006~

Walk A Mile

You can not hope to understand
The highs and lows I live
But walk a mile in my shoes
A new perspective it will give
You'll see the times that I must smile
And pretend that all is well
When in truth the road I walk
Is the path straight through hell
The dark becomes a constant friend
It's shadow blocking the light
I wail, I rage, I shed some tears
Stealing my goal from sight
You think me weak and fragile still
Because I can not smile
But please, I beg, just this once
Carry my burden for a mile
I wonder if you'll feel the pain
The hallow and the fright
The uncertainty of dawns new day
In the dreary cold of night
Perhaps unfair of me to ask
For you to share this bane
But you can not understand my plight
If you can not carry my pain
Just give me this single time
To weep and clean my soul
Because when the tears have dried away
Before you I shall be whole
I'll stand and face the light
My strength renewed and strong
For I have walked a hundred hells
And now know where I belong..

RavenWolf 2006

For Pussycat....

The stars blink across the night,
giving imagination it's wings of flight.
It carries dark as it's bane,
waning light that's never the same.
But harken a touch of your skill,
and creation can do nothing but still.
Humbled in your gentle grace,
breathless within excitement's haste.
I thank you now and I thank you more,
for sharing your essences in the stories we adore.....

RavenWolf
2005