Category: Random
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Summer Storms
The air’s thicker… hotter… stickierThe sunlight is just getting through…Surreal darkness fills the afternoonAs the weather chooses what to do.The wind is slight and welcomeAlthough the breeze is hardly thereThe trees are braced, the birds hidden,They know what’s in the air.A distant rumble… A flash of lightAnd the sky is hiddenAs though it’s night.Thunder booms…
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The Lady, Emeralda
Visitors to the mansion seem to know folk they’ve never met…Dogs and cats stay outside as soon as the sun has set…Some say the chains that rattle belonged to Lady Smart…Others state the shrieks and cries belong to her ‘in part’…Guests who stay within the lodge see a figure dressed in green…Passers by see lights…