We sailed into the winter tundra
Known as the Village Kamui,
The hills were very dark and umbra
Not far could the eye see.
They sailed up to a patch of ice
That connected to the mainland
It was no place for growing rice
And yet this place was grand.
Exploring the Kamui Village,
This frozen winter tundra,
These poor people had been pillaged
And the air felt so penumbra.
Upon seeing this horrid sight
Ammy knew what she had to do,
Jump right in and growl and fight
Until the rising of the moon.
A Divine Sword on Ammy’s back
Fighting straight and true,
Never does her great strength lack
And her fur is ever groomed.
Blood-red stripes of crimson
Grace her purest coat of white,
Remnants of the dripping blood
From that historical fight.
As fast as the wind itself does she run
Swiftly through the darkest night,
Paint can she a mighty flood
To protect like a white knight.
Kamui Village is now safe
Thanks to our great hero’s grace.
Ammy must now sail away
With her great companion Issun,
Back to the great Shinshuu Plains
Where the adventure will resume.

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The Shinshuu Plains [A Series]
PoetryMy poetic series of abstract trippy calmness based on the video game Okami.