Faeries
Hail Traveller!
O Wanderer – where turn your steps this night?
For mist has licked
the jade green vales and washed the hills of light.
The wise ones keep far from these Deeps,
for in the shadows dwell and creep
all manner dark and sere and fair
of twilight's kith - these woods their lair.
© Stephanie Pui-Mun Law
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