What if the love in my soul can be compared to another wonderful Spirit which is so far and yet so close ?
What this symbiosis between two souls can be?
What love can be when you feel that you're incapable of closing your eyelids at night, that every drop of dew becomes resplendent crystal within your heart and that every breeze of wind has a magical effect?
What love can be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world but to be with the beloved soul?
But what love can be in other realities? What about our souls?
what if they were a waterfall, a smile, an angel's flirt? and what if they were a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a winter rain?
Our souls can be all of this and much more. But what will really happen when we feel we are truly in love in the sphere of this reality , when we love so much that it hurts? that the air in the room becomes unbreathable, that a distance of any kind kills us? What will happen when dawn finds us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for our Great Love? But concretely , What is all this ? What are the looks lost in the horizons of unfulfillment ? what are those looks in some haggard eyes loosing themselves deeply in the other's ?

A wind of change...

Okey, The news is... Grim! I am trying something new, this surely means "Fire in the hole, take Cover" =p !!! Well seriously, Am trying to make some "romantic dark love quotes" that's a long a name hope I'll find a more appealing one soon, Am a starter so please don't be hard on me ^^
I want give my special thanks and gratitude to "BAboucha", for she helped me and will help in this new experience so am working in co-op with her, so please everyone bow to BAboucha for giving us this opportunity!!
I know some of you may be hurt by reading "romantic" in a Crus'blog but please restrain your hatred 'till another time!
Thanks for your support,
to another announcement, May the Darkness be your Swords
Crusnick in da 08/1......... ti nhar el 3id kwa ????

Bells of death rang for those who defied their destiny. overwhelmed by doom nightmares, I choose randomly my path, a bloody road where I am marching unarmed.... just by a fool's hope. The tender breeze changed to a fierce wind, smell of dust in the air, sun itself set by fear and sky split to void! I was the last one standing , gazing at the incoming foe, a mystic demon, a soul devourer! But I can't give up; for damnation is not an option! My only wish is .. paradise!