Silvery flakes, like snow, lined the sky;
Stars of gold sprinkled down and kissed her nose.
Soft layers of silk caress her feet, and
Single versions of love filled her heart.
Golden buildings lined the background; Ingenious ways, religions, complete her mind. Nether hot nor cold, this land is neutral, Not siding with you, but not siding with them.
An evil land, though, cross the border;
And they probed around, searched, found.
They undeniably, evil as it was, raped, pillaged, Tore up all to see; people fell to the depths of the ocean.
Silvery flakes, like snow, fell out of the sky; Stars of gold sparkled down but never again rose. Soft layers of silk that ran away, and Single versions of regret filled her soul.
~ghostgirl3012~
