Enzeru-Myou

She came to me one morning One lonely sunday morning Her long hair flowing In the midwinter wind I know not how she found me For in darkness I was walking And destruction lay around me From a fight I could not win She asked me name my foe then I said the need within some men To fight and kill their brothers Without thought of love or god And I begged her give me horses To trample down my enemies So eager was my passion To devour this waste of life But she wouldnt think of battle that Reduces men to animals So easy to begin And yet impossible to end For she's the mother of our men Who counselled me so wi

Work as an optometry technician (in training *cough*) is getting better, even when the waiting room is packed with people and charts and contact orders are flying at you from every-which-way. I've done some sketching in my spare time, but nothing worth sharing on DA. Just a note to let anyone that still comes here that I'm alive and well. ^_^ lol Ciao! ~Rae