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Burned by Little-Missa-Love, literature
Literature
Burned
Four years of hiding, 1460 days of looking over my shoulder, and a lifetime of fear. Today I watched men in the church being burned. Men I had once danced with, men I worshiped along side, men I had called my lovers. Their sins have cost them their lives, the same sin will soon be the death of me as well.
I walked on the narrow path covered in the golds and reds of the fallen leaves, and deep greens of the ivy. Each breath I take reminds my lungs of the harsh season to come. Pity how quick the fall had come and gone, tonight the first snow of winter would appear.
Tonight they will come for me, the people of God. And the snow will mingle wi
Maiden of the Mist by Unaccompanied-me, literature
Literature
Maiden of the Mist
When I loved her and she loved me
and we were bound by tryst,
and naught in the world mattered to me
but my maiden of the mist.
Her heart was chaste as platinum clouds
her crown a rainbow arc
her eyes saw all and never failed
and shone in light or dark
That undulating, swirling form
has lived in Earth and Sky,
immac'late waves of snow-white air
once led my eyes to cry.
Our kisses were as water drops
embraces, soft as light,
but at their end, they disappear,
diminishing from sight.
When first we met she never spoke,
but whispered out of key,
but now she sounds melodious
whene'er she sings to me.
She crowns me with a silver
