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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

"And to their mother, they cried out...."

The Fae have lost their Wings,
and to the Dryads their Trees,
The Siren Song now left at sea,
Too many Deaths for a Bean-sidhe,
To Sing...

Mother Gaea has folded up.
And with her all that be,
With Grey lands and Dried Seas,
What then will mankind see?

What then will mankind be?