The Ballad Before The Storm
Adorned is the lake in a garment of light –
Glimmering silver even at night.
Whether in shadows of night or of day,
The water as thought will swash and sway.
Bend, will the reeds at the southern shore –
At the whisper of wind, the envoy of war.
Glimmering silver even at night.
Whether in shadows of night or of day,
The water as thought will swash and sway.
Bend, will the reeds at the southern shore –
At the whisper of wind, the envoy of war.
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