Darkness
In the shadows what lurks?
If hates when the light brursts?
In the light what shines?
Does it gleam with all the brights?
When togeter what do they make?
They make the sunrise and sunset.
Umbreon and Espeon poem
In the shadows what lurks?
If hates when the light brursts?
In the light what shines?
Does it gleam with all the brights?
When togeter what do they make?
They make the sunrise and sunset.
Umbreon and Espeon poem