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08/21/2002

~Epithany~

~Epiphany~
The man wandered within Her forest
Lost and wounded. Forgotten by his own
His strength left him eventually and he fell into a troubled rest
The humans fought Her kind tooth and nail blood and bone
While the Fae had their magics and the forest on their side
The mortals used wizards and terrible monsters to turn the tide
In the end the Fae and their queen won the war
The scars ran deep and would keep the memories
long in the minds of human and Elves and faeries
As he slept He dreamed
Of a lovely female it seemed
who was linked to a tree so brilliant it hurt
to gaze upon it, question his worth
The terrible and wonderous voice spoke
He trembled even as he slept felt himself choke
back tears of remorse, regret, sorrow and fear
His race had tried to end all this creature held dear
In his last sleeping moment he knew
He could never go back to man's land, to you
your conquering ways your disregard
Until his last breath for Her he would stand guard
~End~