Wave after wave
Slowly drifting away, wave after wave...
Every summer I hear the mermaid's seductive call in my dreams, and each time I return to her all my senses are rewarded, feeling her savage beauty.
Every summer I hear the mermaid's seductive call in my dreams, and each time I return to her all my senses are rewarded, feeling her savage beauty.
Garden of ents (II)
"Earth shakes,
Stone breaks
The forest is at your door
The dark sleep is broken
The woods have awoken
The ents have gone to war"
(JRR Tolkien)
