When My Wings Fall


All this moment my 'hour' never met,
Kept from the last tick,
Day renews before night,
Preserving the last tick,
This way... the magic never fall, never cease, never fade...

Magic... a wonderful painting,
Beautifully crafted,
With a charm that never fails to keep Faith,

"Magic lasts forever... and ever and evermore..."

Finally...
It has come.

'The-Last-Tick'

Scrapes Eternity,
Dissolves the scales,
The Lifter, left,
Crumbling to a sandy veil,
Strewn this "Home" with Aeolus' guidance...

The Hour came,
The Magic falls,
This 'Little-Box' salvaged some dust...
For moment of silence...

The great art expires... as 'The-Last-Tick' calls...