Beware of falling snow,
Beware of silk that glows,
Beware of the ballad of death,
Beware or you'll take your last breath.
Phyrria and Pantala, you thought you were done,
But there is a greater force which bows to none.
A force so powerful,
The end is inevitable.
Pick your poision,
What would you choose,
Love or power and endless rule.
A flower so resilient that it grows,
In the darkest pot, upon the darkest window,
A sweet little bird who's intentions unkown,
To any including the mind she calls her own,
A cold power which would make Clearsight sway
You'll think so hard you'll forget who's the hunter,
And who's the prey.
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The Song of Hope
FanfictionGrowing up in the rainforest for six years, Songbird has always had two very big dreams. The first one is to become a famous singer. Music means so much to Songbird and she spend all her days writing songs and performing them for the other RainWings...
