Bᴜᴛᴛᴏɴs Vᴇsɴɪᴜs

Power, power and glory
Things my empty soul has craved since dawn
Fury, eternal painful longing
It grows inside me like a raging storm
Burning, a blaze in my heart
My will, my wish to see it all

"The woman while small of appearance was a threatening creature, one of those within the walls that lay hidden, tugging on strings and whispering in ears, more dangerous than a starving larl."
- River (sygnet despres)