As sun turns to moon and day turns to night When darkness kills light and blood is chosen over happiness The ledgends of lore and the myths of dreams come true I will be here with you
As gold turns to copper When fire turns to ice The red of blood becomes black I will be here with you
As the stars sing their merry songs When the sun appears once more The spring flowers bloom and the insects buzz I will be gone
I need a name for the thing above.
"An Insane is a small creature that zips from person to person at hyper speed, stealing wallets and hearts in equal measure..." -Dmann
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