A clandestine force, mighty and sublime.
Its' umber fabric, tarnished and bare,
The gnarly texture, sustained and rare.
Beneath the terra, lurked the rampled, rampant roots,
An inaudible song of the ancients, raging through the etheral terrain.
Its' bracken, bustling branches, waving in the wind,
Leaden with rustic, rustling leaves.
Its' leaves were shining silver, that glistened in the night,
With pearly moonbeams laced to it's branches glowing fierce and bright.
The presence of miasmic magic, telling the tales of ancient histories;
Revealing to all, its' mysteries within itself - The Magic Tree.
Le Legende de L'arbre de Magique by RavenTempestMoon & Anamaxandrites
24/07/02
