Rise above, where the dead reside
We welcome you with open hearts
Follow the code, you'll stay inside
From these woods you shan't depart
Here it's warm, with plenty prey
For us to share in harmony
We'll bask in greenleaf light all day
This peace is our reality
But none avoid the march of time
Not even those of legend
As it ticks on, you'll start to find
There's a noticeable trend
Your friends have all begun to feel
More quiet, tired, and distant
Your memories seem too unreal
And your dreams are inconsistent
You haven't realized before
But your fur has lost its shine
Everything's become a chore
'Cause your thoughts are misaligned
It happens to some of us each year
When death turns to decay
It's time to go, so have no fear
As your soul eventually f a d e s . . .
-written by ren.
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WattyWarriors Fan Magazine 7.0
RandomWelcome to the seventh edition of the WattyWarriors Fan Magazine; a magazine where you can find recommended authors of Warriors fan-fictions, short stories, and even contests! If you are looking for some good fan-fictions, this is the place to be. ...