I wrote this for someone I really cared about..and
I feel like writing it up here to share it with everyone.


The cold night air blows through my fur and sends a
small chill up my spine. I look around for your face
and it's no where to be found. I roam around looking
for you to keep me a little warmer by taking me into your
arms..and you aren't there. I go back to my guildhall
and start a small fire, to keep the coldness away, but my
mind wanders from where I am and I start to remember us.
I see the way you used to take my hand into yours and
never want to let go. I see that desperate look in your
eyes when I have to say goodbye. I remember the nights
we spent together, holding onto every moment like we had
no choice. Soon enough, I fall asleep, on that cold floor
beneath me. I start to dream, such a dream that looked
realistic to me. But in the morning, when I wake..the fire
is all burned out, and so are my wonderful dreams, for I know
that is all they were.


Penned by my hand on the 8th of Khepary, in the year 85 MA.