March On The Lake

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 26, 2018

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The moon casted upon her
A curse that no mortal could lift
Magma is flowing through her vessel
Her spirit is erupting with sanguine thoughts
Nothing but an inextinguishable wrath
From the ashes she gracefully rises
Even the name of Death no longer echoes
She has seen it all, since the dawn of time
The Monsters that tirelessly roam on the surface of Earth
The greedy ones that no good would ever tame
The gourmets whose appetite knows no boundary
The lustful ones wobbling to the call of flesh
The mad beasts that get aroused from spilled blood
She no longer fears those monsters
For she has already died
Now her soul knows but one melody
A most fearful yet exquisite one :
Deep there where the glorious chants resonate
At a most sepulchral hour
Deep there into the enchanting woods
The tiniest ray of moonlight shall majestically
Enlighten it all, from the trees to the buried leaves
A soft breeze may upraise
As she walks the flowers shall bloom under her feet 
Her sweet scent shall invade the forest
And all the creatures shall remain spellbound.
She stands by the lake, the water swiftly caressing her toes
The lone girl will eternally remain there
Gazing at the starry sky, counting the stars
And as time freezes, she shall begin her march on the lake.
The world is but a reflection
It can't be altered, it has always been there
On the surface of that lake.
The girl shall float above it
She shall float above the world
Her eyes closed, she smoothly moves her body to the rhyme of the east wind
Her breath is that of a dragon
Her body is glassily immaculate
A witch, they all have said 
For a mere human cannot hope to reach immortality.


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