Dark and horrid, bathed in sinister malice. Nefarious skies, grey and empty. A graveyard of dead trees,, and dead hope, buried deep inside the lands of nightfall. Besides me, no sign of life, no sparkle of hope. Dreadful, bitter landscapes, waiting for nothing. My shallow heart that beats slowly, is the only thing that suggests life around here. No winds are blowing, no birds are singing. I'm all alone here, walking under eternal darkness. Awaiting to be freed, to descend into a whole new world... but no one has turned up to save me yet. So I keep wandering, in this world of lost hope. In this world of broken dreams. In this world of fallen angels. Seeking in eternity for my final salvation. IF such a thing exists.