the sea is calling, raising her waves to send out into the land, minions made of droplets and ripples ...searching, seeking...

i can hear the wind howling. singing a frightening lullaby that hounds your innermost thoughts. a lullaby that denies you slumber

qoutes??

nope...making a poeam based on the typhoon...

link of full poem

click click ^_^

nice poem

Bravo Sir. I like what you did there.

thaaaaaaaaaanks ^^