(reborn 🌺 act three)
Where shall he find, in foreign land,
So lone a lake, so sweet a strand!--
There is no breeze upon the fern,No ripple on the lake,
Upon her eyry nods the erne,
The deer has sought the brake;The small birds will not sing aloud,
The springing trout lies still,
So darkly glooms yon thunder-cloud,
That swathes, as with a purple shroud-Sir Walter Scott
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VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
𝙍𝙀𝘽𝙊𝙍𝙉, the legendborn cycle (1)
Fanfic"A lake is a landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature." In which two cousins go on a journey that will change both of their lives forever. follows book...