I wonder how we would react if we were told, " there will be no tomorrow",
Would we go pale wih shock and throw up our hands in horror,
Would the news give us fear for things we`d left undone,
Or make us feel so wistful about the race we`d never run,
Only hours to spend in righting wrongs to help our concious ease,
Hoping against desperate hope that those we`ve wronged, will listen to our pleas.
Will we with a concience clear face the fate ahead,
Or wait for the approaching doom, with a heart like lead.
They say we live in desperate times and the end is drawing near,
Phrophecies are coming true , with warnings loud and clear,
Now is the time to rid our life of all its pain and sorrow,
For you never , never really know, there may well be no tomorrow.
Born of their seeds, kingdom will rise against kingdom, one will hold great mysteries, one will turn the tide and one will not be bound. War is fought, not only on the field but also within the mind. Nothing is what it seems take nothing for granted.
The final book in the Twins of Moon trilogy. Borne by their dragon guardian, the twins Magio and Eefa brave the perils of Dromenon to free their imprisoned father.