Winter Maiden

She walks in the night
while the crows are flying high
each one looks at her
staring into her eyes

She came from the north
where icy wind never sets
her lips are blue
her eyes sparkle
like the moon in the west

She walks in the winter
in the mountains at night
she cries Frozen tears
that haven't been blessed yet.

She could kill Du instantly
with her Frozen breath
she is the Winter maiden
the daughter of death.

She has hair as white as snow
with silver eyes
staring at the ocean
as winter dies.

She's never seen in spring
because she can't see in the light
in the spring her hair melts
and her eyes shatter in fright.

heres a poem about fairys


Light slips 'round ageless trees
shadows dance on whispered breez
fairys choose to gather here
tempted mortals staying near


Look carefully as fairys hide
& wait for beleivers to come inside
keeping them for Jahr & day
'ere no longer they wish to stay


Ethernal magic fills this place
so tread carefully among there space
as natures gaurdians they defend
fairys protect both Home & freind


While caring for the earth each day
mischief & pranks are there way
to reming common man of there power
they enchant Tag & evening hour


So leave a gift for fairy folk
underneath the tallest oak
and if Du believe...only then


can Du enter...FAIRY GLEN

I take out
what I always keep in my pocket:
my picture of
Mother,
Father,
and Violet.
It’s been folded
so many times that
white creases have formed

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the middle.
Not to mention it’s faded.

I’m not surprised.
It is almost
100 years old.

But the people in the picture

are always the same.
Father is on the
left side
with his arm around Mother’s shoulders.
Mother is on the    right side     
and has her hands on
each of Violet’s shoulders.
Mother’s hair is    
m e s s y
and Father looks like
he needs a shave.
violett doesn’t look
at
all
good as well.
You’re probably wondering
why I’m not in this Foto
considering it is
my family.
Here’s the thing:

I
am

d e a d.

Chapter 1 : Ochre Mausoleum
"Aku sudah memperkuat perlindungan terhadap Aura Medals,tetapi aku tidak tahu apakah masih ada kehidupan manusia untuk 3000 tahun yang akan datang",kata Glaze Ice Grandeur-dewi es dan lapisan kaca-,suaranya sedikit lirih dengan wajah yang dingin.
"Jangan sampai para Blasphemy Magician merebutnya",ujar Glorious Blitz-dewa guntur- menimpali.
Di sudut timur ruang White Glisten Cavern-Gua putih tempat mereka tinggal,jauh,jauh di atas langit- Goddess of Virtue tersenyum mendengar perkataan dewa guntur,

15.Grim Reaper

14.Medusa

13.Ghosts

12.Elves

11.Hippogriff

10.Pegasus

9.Angels

8.Centaur

7.Witches

6.Mermaids

5.Unicorns

4.Fairies

3.Dragons

2.Werewolves

1.Vampires