Here comes lil' funerella, eye's as pitch as night....only after dusk is drawn,will she sneak outside...lurking in and out of shadows, insearch fora place to play...watches as the moon rises upwards, melting the day's light away...looking around to cast her sights on something fuzzy and warm...she finds her black kitty,lays there purring, cuddled within her arms...playing around in graveyards,hiding behind tombstones laying about...she finds a place to rest a bit, while her kitty seeks her out...She awakens from her rest to find the sky has turned from black to blue...tis time to seek refuge away from the day which will be upon her soon...she scurries back within her house and draws the shades from light...drifts off to sleep, dreaming of kitty till they play again tonight...
~*Bella Dharq*~