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Aug 16, 2009
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Tarnished Wings Part Five (bit of background info before we continue)
Before our story goes further,I think you should know
A thing or two more about fairies,how things with them go
Ten thousand years before,when the world was still new
Before the sun rose and set, before fairies flew
The Goddess of all, was making the land
She could make anything happen.with the touch of Her hand
She made the violets all blue,the lilies all white
The Sun for the day, the Moon for the night
Every living thing in the forest,She made from Her heart
But the fairies would Be the Goddess's most beautiful part
They were to be pure,their virtue lovely and fresh
They were not to ever succumb, to the desires of flesh
So how are the conceived? well not like you and I
They first come to be from a hummingbirds cry
Yes that soft little cry, and the first rain drop of spring
Then from the morning bloom of a rose,comes a miraculous thing
They were the guardians of life,innocent and free
Unaware how dangerous,the lust for another could be
And the evil stranger new just what terrible spell to cast
He knew how to bring the fairies down fast
For he had been trained to know them he had been taught well
From no other than Saitin,the ruler of Hell
Saitin hated the fairies He wanted to destroy them all
He despised the Goddess,and wanted to see her precious world fall
So He sent his Son, His soldier of death
And He was to rermain on the earth till nothing was left
A thing or two more about fairies,how things with them go
Ten thousand years before,when the world was still new
Before the sun rose and set, before fairies flew
The Goddess of all, was making the land
She could make anything happen.with the touch of Her hand
She made the violets all blue,the lilies all white
The Sun for the day, the Moon for the night
Every living thing in the forest,She made from Her heart
But the fairies would Be the Goddess's most beautiful part
They were to be pure,their virtue lovely and fresh
They were not to ever succumb, to the desires of flesh
So how are the conceived? well not like you and I
They first come to be from a hummingbirds cry
Yes that soft little cry, and the first rain drop of spring
Then from the morning bloom of a rose,comes a miraculous thing
They were the guardians of life,innocent and free
Unaware how dangerous,the lust for another could be
And the evil stranger new just what terrible spell to cast
He knew how to bring the fairies down fast
For he had been trained to know them he had been taught well
From no other than Saitin,the ruler of Hell
Saitin hated the fairies He wanted to destroy them all
He despised the Goddess,and wanted to see her precious world fall
So He sent his Son, His soldier of death
And He was to rermain on the earth till nothing was left
— greeneyes, Aug 16, 2009
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believe
16 years 10 months ago
Wonderful explanation, on good and evil
greeneyes
16 years 10 months ago
thankyou
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