All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by frost.






I saw a star rise high in the

Evening sky,

It hung like a jewel,

Softly shining.



I saw a star fade in the

Evening sky,

The dark was too deep and so light died,

Softly pining.



For what might have been,

For what never was.

For a life, long lived

For a love half given



Vanesse Sinya is a wild horse role-playing game, set before man ever reached the America or Canada. It Has Been Newly opened and will welcome all role players! But Be warned! You Must Put some effort into role playing on this site. It is not like most others where you could write "the blue horsey whinnied to the purple female", although that is using details! But dont say I didn't warn you!





You have fallen.

And I cannot reach you.

Every step I willed you on,

Every moment I lead you to this.

You never left my mind,

Not once, not ever.





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