Were anyone to walk by that section of wall, they might have noticed a small curled up figure sitting on the ground. If they were of preternatural learnings. Otherwise she hid rather well in plain view. Not that she exactly cared if anyone saw her, Koreena was rather wrapped up in her own thoughts again.

Like a circle in the sand, my life is a cycle.
Birth, life, love, death, rebirth, life... love.

Oh, but how much sweeter it is the second time around.
But can I do it?
To slip from one man's arms to another's.

I am surely not made for such casual affairs.
Yet how can I deny what I feel, what I've felt you feel.

There's nothing casual in human emotion.
How can I deny the passion ripping through me, straight from my soul, when your lips claim mine.

March 8, 2003 - Upon reflection, convicted killer Roderick Ferrell, known seven years ago as the leader of the "The Vampire Clan," believes his defense attorneys gave him a raw deal.

So long I've supressed this midnight hunger
And hidden from Night's dark embrace
I have not waltzed over Twilight's embers
Nor felt the moon's kiss on my face

And yet one look upon your hand's writings
Your drawing blood, and I am caught
They awaken, all my darkest cravings
And graces I had long forgot

And so I dance with light and shadows
I pray, and I am most afraid
For its from my tomb your visage tears me
Shreds all the safety I had made.

My enemy died today.
Left this Earth to better places.
I miss him.

He was the cause of fear, lessons,
and time being wasted in thoughts
of revenge.

He was memories invoked, to
cause me gratitude in my sorrow.
Now, silent.

He caused me to change. to grow.
I'd gnash my teeth to think he might
have known this.

He made me face myself, my demons,
and in my fear, my anger..my faith
bloomed in a way it could not have otherwise.

I am more enraged now that he is gone,