He stands there a-guarding,
And for his call waiting,
In the midst of Avalon Lake.
He, like a sentinel,
All alone and regal,
Guards the Isle of Avalon Lake.
There he shall remain,
The Once-and-Future-King,
Past the shore of Avalon Lake.
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Faeries Born
PoetryA few poems about Faeries, and their lore. When are Faeries born? What do they do when we don't see them? What happens in the dunes? What is their darker side like? Please understand that while I have the "completed" box checked off, I will still p...
