Song of the Nightshade
Long after midnight, way past one,
a song is sung yet heard by none.
Before the twilight and rising sun,
the grasses cry and the trees they hum.
Darkness creeps across the earth,
yet here come sounds of joy and mirth.
Close your eyes and listen here!
To hear her song so plain and clear!
One part whisper, one part scream,
two parts real, & three parts dream.
Her silent hymn blasts through the night,
then quietly echoes through it's height.
Then again she sings anew!
Another verse both false and true.
Her lips are sealed yet her voice escapes,
dancing fire, the sound creates.
Then just before sunrise,
an hour before dawn,
she stirs and awakens thus ends her song.
-Dr.Drow, The Midnight Syndicate
Damir Vendari FaenTlabbar
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