Night’s whisperings
A whisper from the crossroads ignites me
Do I hear her call ?
Can I follow where she leads?
The door is there and I walk through
in the dark of the moon
I will give all
until there is nothing left
and then I will welcome the naught
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Forest Conjuration (redux) by GAR
A Game of Life (Redux) by GAR
Beithe by GAR
