RowanNightAngel

Return to Eden One man, one woman walk the Garden communion with heaven in the cool of evening. No pain or sickness, just life and love glorious in unequaled perfection. Dark temptation, apple bitten security and peace neglected, forsaken. Swords of fire bar the entrance realm of darkness rains destruction. Pointing at man, blaming the woman, hearts shattered by selfish ambition. Angry dominance, isolation barriers risen against pain without end. Seeking fulfillment, finds a poor reflection; unable to restore innocence stolen. Buried in lust, chained to addiction, wasting away in a quest for completion. Empty despite wealth v