Luna-Wayne

    We start at Trovin, a refugee planet, a haven from the reaches of the Core Alliance, the government system ruling over the far sectors of the known galaxy. But they enforce their laws by brutal force, brainwashing, and flat out war, and a government that rules by fear, is no true government at all… There are those, like the refugees on Trovin, and many other dwarf planets across the galaxies, who disagree with the Core, and live in hiding from them. Then, we have the rebels, those who take up arms against the Core, and fight for freedom. Unfortunately, those of the Rebel Fleet are now few.. The Core, with its immense number of troop

Lust has over come his love I ask of thee from high above I ask of thee from deep below Give him signs to make him slow Return his lust back to a simmer So his love again will glimmer.

Silently the moon doth rise, It’s meaning harbors no surprise, Night has covered all the land, The time for magick is at hand.