Return of the Really Bad Poetry. Double Star Across The Sky. Two stars sit high on the empty sky. Engaged in the waltz of a million years. O, how I wish I could, like them, fly. And shed the darkness of my fears. But envy creeps in, a horrible price. And overshadows a lonely world. Why should my life only just suffice. Under the light of the golden twirls? As I rage against that bright lie. Twin fires burning alike as one. O, how I wish that light would die. So I could with this rage be done.

Eric Gagnon Concept Art and Visual Development.

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