And love itself sought our nectar, and time itself stood still...no man before
had tasted the fruits of such immortality and when your hands touched my face
time itself kissed my soul. And our souls fell, as angels had wings, we had
grace below us. We became no man, no love would escape our sun and where once an
arcane cage gripped me, my soul, now I could swim free in the oceans of time.
I too have embraced a new day as a new life only to find that complacency can
