Any time she stretches herself
awakening across the highlands
the fog shies back, they're tentative companions
And beneath, the grass gleams
Curling up to sunshine and warmth
The vibrant thistles loom
A tribute to beauty, deadly sharp.
The flower of my Homeland
The able rugged queen
Foes be warned, for should you misstep,
Beware Scotland's wrath
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Shorts and Poetry
RandomJust random chapters or point of views from different movies or stories that already exist! Some poetry as well! Nothing is tied to the next chapter so read what you wish! I'll take suggestions for things to write!
