Iselia
These Roots, These Branches
As skyscraping trees cast shadows there's an uncomfortable and eerie stillness in the woods. Past the branches and clouds the moon hangs infinitely throughout the night. Illuminating open fields and sheding light into fearful eyes, but it'll only shine so far. These roots tell tales that these branches will never hear. And the peak of our limbs shed pale memories. Like raindrops cascading down leaves these memories will forever keep their place in time. These trees are now silent and this night it speaks. Disregarding time the moon refuses to set. Nothing bothers to acknowledge the existence of the sun for it'll never rise. This night will forever persist.
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