The Saga of Tatara and Vamiro

Adorning mighty wooden sword A generous and helpful Lord On beach, he heard a melody His heart swayed to the symphony An endearing first meet of Tatara, Vamiro Souls melted in divine amour Never to part, vowed in ardor Rumors spread, caustic hatred brewed Curses, insults, abuses spewed Dreams of love, crumbled and slivered In rage, he spliced the land into two To reach her, in the abyss he flew Echoes of her name slowly faded In quest to meet him her life jaded Alas their sacrifice brought a change in perceptions   Penmancy gets a small share of every purchase you make through these links, and every little helps us continue bringing you the reads you love!