Post by Witcher Wolf on Aug 18, 2007 18:31:05 GMT -5
I'm in somewhat of a vexed mood of late, so after buying the new Changeling game from Whitewolf I decided to write a little Fae inspired piece.
Upon this rock, they call, the Earth
Lives a child of man by birth
Ruled by tick and chained by tock
Slaves to the running, chiming clock
Up at seven, In bed by ten
Till the cycle turns again
Sun up to down they toil and slave
For that paper they love to save
We are born from hedge and thorn
Of wandering stars and nevermore
Of nightmares last in their blinking eye
The closet monster lurking by
In mushroom ring and standing stone
We have always made our home
Eternal as your sleeping minds
Stepping through the world as you are blind
We called by some the fairest ones
We called by others the Fae
We care not for your mortal hearts
As cold as winter's day
We burn like fire, like the sun's hot core
As you dream we play once more
Come you wake at your master's call
We depart for our shining hall
Upon this rock, they call, the Earth
Lives a child of man by birth
Ruled by tick and chained by tock
Slaves to the running, chiming clock
Up at seven, In bed by ten
Till the cycle turns again
Sun up to down they toil and slave
For that paper they love to save
We are born from hedge and thorn
Of wandering stars and nevermore
Of nightmares last in their blinking eye
The closet monster lurking by
In mushroom ring and standing stone
We have always made our home
Eternal as your sleeping minds
Stepping through the world as you are blind
We called by some the fairest ones
We called by others the Fae
We care not for your mortal hearts
As cold as winter's day
We burn like fire, like the sun's hot core
As you dream we play once more
Come you wake at your master's call
We depart for our shining hall
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