The Rose of Darkness

I just thought I would say a greeting in my own words before I lunge into the world of imagination. This is going to be a place for my stories and poems. Nothing too formal, but my own. It will be filled with quotes and if I can ever get a digital camera, pictures.

This is going to be a more personal journal. It will soon be 'Friends Only.' I just wanted to post my thoughts on this matter before I did so. Thank you. ^_^


Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
and things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is earnest!
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul.

--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


<3<3 Wocu