[Johnston]

*draconic musings

In my more sentimental moments i think how cruel and how capricious fate is - how much man proposes, god disposes.

In another line i could have been a one to clasp you firmly to me and we would never sin at All。

Just as cruelly you could have been Her , or i Him or part of Them and then we would hate each other so completely if either were dying , a finger would not be lifted.

But Fate is still kind and she might have sent you from Olympus to assuage this old weak dying husk and we'll see what we can see , can't we?

Let Zeus rut with Europa - the silly cow