I caught a glimpse of black feathers..., by DerangedOne
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I caught a glimpse of black feathers...
Fluttering above my blue-black hair
They distressed my innocent eyes
And cast a mournful gothic shade
Upon my plain and sunlit glade
Scared to strain my sight I was
Reluctant to accept the message
When a sound I thought to hear
It was gentle calm and weird
Unfamiliar yet strangely soothing
Was the tone of Ereb's voice
Then his silhouette appeared
And at once I ceased to fear
He greeted me and blandly smiled
Then a few quaint words he uttered:
"Darkness shall present thou lore
Darkness shall present thou aid
But thy precious wondrous glade
Sunlit shall be nevermore." |
Posted: 2010-12-29 22:57:05 UTC |
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