Gunwolf666

      Rage of Angels By GunWolf and Rage "In my end is my beginning"                       Folk wisdom. The night crawled slowly through the masses of city buildings, lurking and stalking the sleeping city, consuming it with its endless jaws. The teardrops of lights momenteraly woke up, spilling bits of light on the empty city streets. The sky is black with clouds covering the moon, and crying the rain out, with every teardrop of rainfall clear as silver. The old cathedral rests in its eternal slumber. The believers who bilt it, long gone, and the religion that caused it, long dead. Yet, the gothic columns and shapes of the gigantic buil