I watch my loved ones weep with sorrow,
death's silent torment of no tomorrow.
I feel their hearts breaking, I sense their despair,
United in misery, the grief that they share.

How do I show that, I am not gone...
but the essence of life's everlasting song
Why do they wee? Why do they cry?
I'm alive in the wind and I am soaring high.

I am sparkling light dancing on streams,
a moment of warmth in the fays of sunbeams.
The coolness of rain as it falls on your face,
the whisper of leaves as wind rushes with haste.

Eternal Song, a requiem by Avian of Celieria

from Crown of Crystal Flame by C.L. Wilson

C.L. Wilson

Mots clés death sorrow sad passing



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Live well.
Love deep.
Tomorrow, we die.

C.L. Wilson


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That was the strength of Ellysetta's weave. Bright, unyielding,indefatigable love. Love that did not know surrender. Love that did not understand limitations or even basic self-preservation. Love that would batter itself to death before giving in to defeat.

C.L. Wilson

Mots clés love



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Ten thousand swords before you,
ten thousand daggers drawn.
Ten thousand lives defend you,
ten thousand warriors strong
Our blood will spill ten thousand times
In hope, ten thousand sigh
For love we face ten thousand deaths
With joy, ten thousand die
Ten thousand Fey before you,
ten thousand fierce and tall,
Ten thousand souls protect you,
beloved of us all

~Ten Thousand Swords, a Fey Warrior’s Song

C.L. Wilson


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I live
I fight
I bleed
I die
For love.
I am Fey"

~I am Fey, a warrior’s poem by Evanaris vel Bahr

C.L. Wilson


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Over. My. Rotting. Corpse.

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.... Steli forgot knocking....

C.L. Wilson


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Not all battles can be won. Not all lives can be saved. And no matter how we wish it, not all songs end in joy.

C.L. Wilson


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What's this?" Primage Dur squinted at the glow of magic in the forest before them. Twelve shining warriors in red leather stood interspaced between a line of gnarled trees, blocking the advance of the Eld. "Who are they?"
"Dalh'reisen," Azurel hissed.
"Are they... singing?

C.L. Wilson


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