#Triolet
Whispering stories to their trees,
The wind rustles the autumn leaves.
Mist rises so dryads appease,
Whispering stories to their trees.
The ethereal dryads are willing
detainees.
The fiery leaves fall as earth receives,
Whispering stories to their trees,
The wind rustles the autumn leaves.
Β©π¦VixenOfVerse 2023


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