Nature

Stormcaller’s Regret

Created: April 5, 2023

The wolf does not pity the lamb,
And the storm begs no forgiveness from the damned.
Nature takes what it wants and needs,
Showing no remorse for those it heeds.

The predator hunts for its prey,
Showing no mercy, just its savage way.
The prey may beg and plead for life,
But the predator only sees it as a prize.

The storm rages on, fierce and wild,
Leaving nothing but destruction in its file.
It doesn’t care who it drowns or displaces,
For it is nature’s way, no apologies or embraces.

We see ourselves as higher beings,
But nature is the true queen and king.
We may have emotions, love and hate,
But nature only follows its instinctual state.

The wolf does not pity the lamb,
And the storm begs no forgiveness from the damned.
We may curse and scream at their ways,
But they just continue on, nature’s play.

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Feast of Dreams Beneath the Stars

Created: January 30, 2019

 

Beneath the stars, I dream of a feast,
Where nature’s bounty is our only priest,
The moon shines down with a gentle light,
As we savor each flavor with all our might.

The air is filled with a sweet perfume,
Of wildflowers that bloom and consume,
The sounds of the forest whisper low,
As we indulge in this mystical tableau.

Memories of times gone by,
Mix with the flavors that we try,
And in this moment, it’s clear to see,
That life is more than just what we can be.

For in this feast, we find a connection,
A moment of pure and true perfection,
And we realize that love and nature are one,
And that this feeling will never be undone.

So let us savor this feast of life,
With all its joy, and all its strife,
And let the stars above us remind,
That we are all a part of a grand design.

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Whispers of the Stars: An Ode to Scorpio and Nature’s Secrets

Created: April 2, 2023, 15;27 pm

What if the stars could whisper secrets of the night,
To the fierce Scorpio, who knows how to fight?
What if the moon could guide Scorpio’s way,
As they venture out into the dark and astray?

What if nature could show Scorpio the truth,
And reveal the mysteries of age-old youth?
What if the forest could teach Scorpio to see,
The beauty in the shadows, and the strength in being free?

For Scorpio knows the power of the unseen,
And how to navigate the depths of what has been,
And in nature’s embrace, Scorpio finds a place,
Where secrets can be unlocked, and new paths can be traced.

For Scorpio sees the magic in the earth and the sky,
And knows that sometimes the truth can be hard to find,
But through the whispers of nature, and the wisdom of the stars,
Scorpio knows that they can uncover what is hidden, and push past any bars.

So here’s to Scorpio, who knows how to embrace,
The secrets of nature, and the beauty in each place,
For in the depths of what ifs, and the wonder of nature’s hold,
Scorpio finds the power to be brave, and strong, and bold.

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Description of Dakalese, Lormere

Created: March 24, 2023

In Lormere's heart lies Dakalese,
A town that's calm, a town at ease,
An ancient oak, a welcoming square,
Where people gather without care.

Mariana Reeves, a mix of two,
Calls this place her home, so true,
A wooden house with carvings bright,
A garden filled with colors, light.

The festival comes, the town comes
alive,
A celebration that lasts five,
With music, dance, and food galore,
A time that's cherished, forevermore.

Dakalese, a town of life and love,
A place that's blessed by skies above,
Where everyone is family, it seems,
A place where Mariana dreams.
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Whispers of Joy in a Forest Kingdom

Created: March 3, 2023

In a kingdom far away,
Where the sun sets at the end of day,
There lies a bridge across a stream,
Reflecting moonlight like a dream.

Through the forest, soft and green,
Where the trees whisper and beams gleam,
Joyful laughter fills the air,
As creatures big and small, frolic without a care.

The rustling leaves and chirping birds,
Add to the melody of joyous words,
As the bridge connects the paths we tread,
And the forest welcomes us with open arms ahead.

Here, in this place of wonder,
Our hearts feel light and free like thunder,
As we revel in the joy of life,
And cherish every moment, free from strife.

So let us dance and sing with glee,
And savor every moment, just you and me,
For in this kingdom, we have found,
A treasure trove of joy, forever unbound.
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Laba Ka Vuni: Murder Mystery

Created: March 19, 2023, 2:51 am

Amidst the forest's deepest par,
Where trees are lofty and creatures dart,
A heinous deed has left a stain,
Leaving hints as to who's to blame.

The land is red, the scent of death,
Lingers like dew with every breath.
The birds sing with unease above,
As leaves whisper secrets of shove.

Whispers of a sinister act,
Are carried by the wind as animals react.
Footprints lead into the night,
a mute observer of the terrible sight.

Investigators seek to know,
Who committed this gruesome blow.
The forest guards its secrets well,
As they search for what only time will tell.

So they follow the signs left by fate,
To solve the puzzle, before it's too late.
For justice must be served, the truth revealed,
Or the forest's wounds may never be healed.
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IceHollow

Created: March 1, 2023
Inspired by Batsheva's Hometown.

In IceHollow's kingdom, where the snow lies deep, 
And the icy winds howl through mountains steep, 
There lies a land of wonder, cold and fair, 
Where nature's beauty fills the frigid air.

Amidst the glaciers, grand and starkly white, 
Polar bears roam, a majestic sight, 
While seals bask on ice, in lazy ease,
 And whales sing songs, beneath the frozen seas.

The Northern Lights dance in the sky so bright, 
A wondrous display of colors at night, 
As stars twinkle in the clear, crisp air,
A sight so rare, beyond compare.

In IceHollow's kingdom, a world so cold, 
Nature's beauty, a treasure to behold, 
A land of wonder, frozen yet so fair, 
A true marvel of the earth's grandeur and rare.

Oh, IceHollow, your beauty doth inspire, 
A wondrous realm, where nature's grandeur never tires.
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