First, I must tell that I am what I am. NOTHING that you can say will change me if you don't convice me. I am an idealist with soul, body and hearth. But let's talk about some of my ideas, dreams and ideals. I can tell a few about me. Not because I don't want to tell, but because I don't know a lot about me. A few have discovered something in me, a few could pass my frozem soul and my black ice hearth. But in truth, I can say that I am not simple. Simple is the word of Weak and Complex is the word of Strenght. I can say that I realy love the night, the music, the Art, the Love, The Death. I have a strange dream. I that dream, I live in a place that I'll realy enjoy. It's a large room, with Victorian furniture. It have a lot os candles and a lot of black. Big windows 'wearing' long black velvet curtains dances with the symphony of the wind. I live in that room listening my music, writing my poetry, invinting the few friends that I love to come and discuss about deep things. At night, I open the curtains and love the moon with silver light bathing my body. The silver web of the moon inspirates me and I write poetry. But it's only a dream... I live with my darkness fighting aganist the light of the superficiality. And the Art is my way to show my darkness. I realy like what I'm doing, but if people asks me about that things, I'll tell a few. Darkness is darkness.

Realy hoping that you'll enjoy my Art,


Reaver Wintermoon