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An Elven Maiden
Submitted by Maidhuial on August 8th, 2017
Black, smudged like a droplet of ink,
like a pool of water in darkness of eve.
Black like the blanket of slumber.
Black is the hair that rolls down her back
and her cloak flowing freely behind her.
Black is the steed whose hooves kick the air.
She left in the spring light,
And came in the winter night
With a blackness of silence and care
A lightness of heart, she might bare,
But what was formerly shadow
May become the light of places we stare.
(I suck at poetry, sorry. xD)
Source:
My drawing
