Winter's Day
Chapter 7 of 11
ArachnaeStanding alone in an open field with wild winds blowing. I love it!
ReviewedWinter’s Day
A pale grey day stole my heart,
blown away by zephyrs playing
among leaves.
Silent skies where
a lone crow soars on winds
not meant for song....
therein my dreams reside,
tempest tossed and scattered.
Yet in these days my heart grows
young in a past remembered bittersweet.
Autumn grows slowly to winter,
lonely wind storms call my name.
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wow... this is powerful. great work. xxolivia
like it! makes you wonder.
Response from Arachnae (Author of Arachnae Weaving)
Alas...it was written in a fit of despair! I'm glad you enjoyed it though.
This one I like as well; it's so different from the one before. I like the way it embroils me in the fantasy.
Response from Arachnae (Author of Arachnae Weaving)
'Twas written for Jarlaxle, a character created by R.A.Salvatore. Though I love many of RAS's characters, he has a very nasty habit of killing off my fave's. I worry for Jarlaxle. hehe
Oh... I love this. I was enchanted from the very first word. Beautiful imagery.
Response from Arachnae (Author of Arachnae Weaving)
How, do you increase the size of this font?? Anyhow...thank you so much!! You make me blush!