The prideful man weeps
when his deeds are in vain
and he never kneels;
Unless his price is paid!


Under the frozen sky

I remember his look, that unforgettable sight, and those dreadful eyes brimming with hell’s light reaching my soul conquering my might leaving me naked… armor intact! Frozen, i stay watching as he burns the night i try to charge forward but the trembling wont stop, his roar is just too much not something i can…

Steampunk cowboy

First the power went out after that the panic spread people chaotic as always rampaged, leaving only death on the path that they tread. Fight i was forced to, holding weapons in both of my hands in my right my father’s revolver and in the other… my confused rage! I fought for ten years  bleeding…