

Night of the Souled WindOn the summit of a rugged cliff that armored a sloping hill a tree thick with buds of flowers which sleep at day and bloom at dark swells its way up through weathered rocks and ancient soil. Before it lie mountains and valleys with towering pines resting at its sloping sides. Beyond these is an ancient ritual of the sun and earth collide and from it painted on the sky a bewitching beauty which charmed dwellers of the land and those at sea. In the midst of a misty forest which guarded the cliffs entrance a young man appeared from the thick mist which blanketed the forest grounds. He navigated his way through it with ease despiNight of the Souled Wind


StarlightBlooming stars above Awakens these little eyesStarlight
Hushes these little eyes
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