27/3/2021
Dancing stones on fertile fields.
The sun absorbed by the soils of sin.
The druids' song abundant and long
rings through the halls of ruins of old,
tells the tale of a time before,
summons back a woman of war,
for a child to be born of future and past.
A sacrifice for a change to come to pass.
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made my brother watch outlander (again) with me and got inspired, the poem will most definitely make no sense to those who haven't watched the show lol
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬ᵖᵒᵉᵗʳʸ
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