Shadows slip over the land in silent waves a midst a darkening world. Beneath stars turning on one by one, like black silver he moves across the skies. Earth turns beneath his flight. Down below, a Child of the Earth waits, reaching through the great unseen, anchoring her soul to his. Glittering stars nestle into the bed of night, over the shadowed form of a dragon's never-ending soar into the heavens, Child of Earth on his back. Jewels shine in his eyes, stars which kept him company even as he searched the world for her. . .never turning back. . . Now they fly as one. By: Jennifer Lynne Ellison
to go to my Spirit Garden, Please follow me... 03/02/00
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