Sing to the stars | The Endless Forest

My pain was apparent. She stared, crestfallen, as the snow drifted, like tiny, delicate leaves from the heavens. She has failed. She, the one why everyone knew, hated, and thought of. The thought of living, of breathing, was a soul filling her, with dread. She sat, her head bowed, every small antler glistening. She, who was called Mother by many, and traitor by others. The feelings some had, some caressed a delicate nature of wanting her gone, and some just snapped, and herded their young away. The snow arose, as the dawning mist crept into the twilight shadows of a new era. The era of the Stone. She was Alone. her name was Alone, and she wanted nothing more than to become they stony, cold earth that thousands of deer lived upon. how lucky they were. She was not.

Oh, my love, dear and true,
Dance with me,
Stay pure and hopeful...
Oh, my love, stay pure and true,
Dance with those who mean so much to you...
Oh, my love, stray not from me,
Oh, my love, find harmony