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I often wander deep within the World of Darkness, below the world of mortality,
which lies the greatest secrets in existence, the secrets that I mettle in.
One secret in particular, the secret of Love.
I question it constantly,
and I search for an angel of sorts,
the darkest of all angels,
the shadow that gives me chills in the night,
the beauty after darkness falls, and the queen of tenebrae.
I smile in the heart of darkness, fear, and even death.
I dwell in the deepest of the darkness,
watching the world pass by,
listening to the wind blow in the night,
wondering if I will ever be truly noticed within the world,
and even pondering my own existence.
The darkness falls once more,
showing me more and more secrets of the Damned,
as well as secrets of myself.
Unlocking the hidden power deep within the recesses of my mind,
giving me more knowledge of the past and what I wish to know.
I sigh, wishing, urging,
for the moment that darkness takes us all,
to a place we could never imagine,
to a place of love and passion,
to a place where we would never think the darkness to be.
I have seen many things,
I felt the icy grip of death,
and even felt the warmth of love.
I have cried over the loss of many,
and I still suffer from the pain and suffering of such losses,
but the darkness still intrigues me.
It still makes me want to know more,
and so I continue down my path,
waiting for that moment,
that special moment,
that love embraces my heart completely.
For I am the Dark Lord of the Shadows,
the Unknown One,
the Nameless Darkness,
for I am the Raven,
and I know the Essence of Darkness,
and I know that fate will guide me to the one I wish to have......
my Dark Angel.
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