I am! yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death's oblivion throes;
And yet I am! and lived like shadows tossed
Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life or joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;
And even the dearest—that I loved the best—
Are strange—nay, rather stranger than the rest.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod;
A place where woman never smiled or wept;
There to abide with my creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept:
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below—above the vaulted sky
Ello, ello! I'm Misguided Royal, or Breana for that is my real name. I am currently a junior in high school and sixteen at the moment. I'm an anime nut and quiet enjoy reading, although I have been known to stay on the computer for... unhealthy amounts of time. That's pretty much it for now.
Lol I'm now known as Kasumi Fujiwa...
Anyway, Luna isn't that bad. It's only when she's emotionally stressed. If she had passed out Luna's body would have most likely leaked out some sort of poison.
Right about now I started posting Luna, well getting her reply done, and I have her shrunken down to the size of a rain drop and hiding beside the wall. The post is a little depressing, but it's meh...