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| Topic Started: Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:34 am (126 Views) | |
| Cuna | Tue Oct 20, 2009 8:34 am Post #1 |
 
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"Come little children I'll take thee away, into a land of Enchantment" A soft voice echoes and calls through the waters of the Memphian Falls, though not its intentions, it becomes an eerie sound among the rushing waters, whispering through the cold night air brought about by the Black Harvest. "Come little children the time's come to play here in my garden of Shadows" One following the almost saddened voice could find which cave the voice comes from, the owner singing with grace. The rushing waters of the falls seem to somehow enhance the sound. "Follow sweet children I'll show thee the way through all the pain and the Sorrows" The saddened voice quickly seems to calm, taking forth a more peaceful sound, calling forth any who would listen to come, almost a cry for accompaniment amidst its lonely existence, merely a black crow to keep her voice sane. “Weep not poor children for life is this way murdering beauty and Passions” Though its voice is calm, the sadness can still be heard as well as the sharp whistling of wind through tree branches or the chill air which blows through the leaves. The waters hold no calm, but hide crystals and the owner of the voice. “Hush now dear children it must be this way to weary of life and Deceptions” History is artistically hidden within the whisper of the melodious song, long has she waited for someone to come, sending her call this night, praying one would hear and find her. “Rest now my children for soon we'll away into the calm and the Quiet” Surrounded by darkness, save for the soft glow of ancient runes written in a Celestial Language, her punishment severe for an incident, though none to place her there. She knows that somewhere beyond the veil of darkness and the rushing of the falls is her original self. “Come little children I'll take thee away, into a land of Enchantment” However, peace shall only arrive to her with the arrival of another soul, and the calls beckons forth through the night and over the rushing falls, a mournful cry for what was, and what is wished to be. “Come little children the time's come to play here in my garden of Shadows” |
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