Shadowed dreams of the weak are praying,
Taking the mind to places long dead.
The rain is pounding on the roof
Of a building appearing empty.
A laugh echos threw the night
Giving an illusion of happiness.
But all is well tonight,
All is safe;
As we sit at our table at the
Shining Moon Cafe
~~~kyia nightbreaker:::hostess
welcome to the cafe where only the nightmares control. our trusted staff runs the place smoothly serving mostly anything. so grab a frap and let the night begin.
poetry readings
book shelves
staff
comming soon:::
rantings
libary
opinions
now that we've bypassed my little introduction; i am your hostess: kyia nightbreaker. take a look around and do, please, stop by the libary when you get a free moment, or even the poetry readings are quite good if you like darkness.