Walk in the Woods, by my super talented friend Aswulf |
Come hither, come join us, come dance and play,
Let our music, our laughter take you away,
From your sorrows, your sadness, your hopes and dreams,
to a world where nothing is what it seems.
So step into the toadstool's ring,
In the forest where the flowers spring.
There we'll take your outstretched hands,
and dance towards our hidden lands.
Through forests and deserts and over the sea.
We'll take you to where you wish to be.
Through magic and mist the Veil will appear,
The end of your journey draws near.
Clear Amethyst forests and stones of Jade,
the glamoury of Faerie will never fade.
You watch them fly by, the Ruby red birds,
and that is when you hear our words;
Come hither, come join us, come dance and play,
Let our music, our laughter take you away,
From your sorrows, your sadness, your hopes and dreams,
to a world where nothing is what it seems.
We guide you to the village, inside the Oak's keep,
We offer you our wine, and you drink deep.
We offer you our apples, and you take a bite,
as the magic and music takes flight.
You don't see our grins, which should fill you with fear,
for the food and drinks will surely keep you here.
Bound by magic, by blood and by bone,
you sealed your fate, made this your home.
A girl comes to take you, and dances away,
you follow her rhythm, her swings and sways.
You once again hear it, that enchanting song,
but you know the words now, and sing along
Come hither, come join us, come dance and play,
Let our music, our laughter take you away,
From your sorrows, your sadness, your hopes and dreams,
to a world where nothing is what it seems.
The girl smiles and her sharp teeth show,
looking dangerous in the moonlight's glow.
You see others like you, dwelling in extacy,
blind to the world behind the glamoury.
You see it now, the poison and rot,
but you dance and dance and you care not.
For you are now fully under our spell,
and deep in our forests, forever you will dwell.
Should you escape, you'll leave behind,
your age, your health, perhaps your sane mind.
Best stay with us, forget your wife and child,
just dance and sing the songs of the Wild.
Come hither, come join us, come dance and play,
Let our music, our laughter take you away,
From your sorrows, your sadness, your hopes and dreams,
to a world where nothing is what it seems.
...a world where nothing is what it seems...
by Marjolijn Ashara
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