Kyrieath's Rest (Poetry)
Been awhile since I bothered anyone, or wrote anything to bother anyone on here with. =P So now I inflict on you more poetry. Because I can.
---Kyrieath's Rest---
The crimson wings are folded down,
Once-fiery swirls of gold gentled in shadow....
She lays her head against the cooling stone,
As the sun sinks 'neath the horizon.
No more shall she fly now,
This day or night or any other...
Her time flying wild in the skies is done,
The wind will kiss her wings no more.
Scales of red and gold dim to rust,
Shadows slipping about as the sunset fades.
The crimson gypsy's wanderings are over at last;
Away from lair and friend she takes her rest.
Sing proudly, dear wind-
Carry the spirit where wing no longer can.
Shine brightly, cold moon-
Light the way for this final flight.
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Not a farewell poem; technically I've had to be off the game for awhile..>.>; But if I ever make it back, I'm thinking I'll likely start a new dragon since picking back up at her level would be hard after being gone this long.
She'll never be deleted, mind; but if I get back, it'll be under a different character for my playing.
