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Tosian and Nialli's Parting


"You are like a cloud I spy peripherally, But vanish as I set mine eye upon it. but vanish as I cast my gaze upon it. My love for you is faithful - pure loyalty, Yet you stand obscure at my right shoulder. Yet you stand unseen at my blind shoulder. Come round to me and seal, I pray, My heart afore it rusts away As to endless fields turned amethyst You'd leave my love - in vain - to quest. My tears would weep among the grain As, in your wake, my soul is slain Til countless years might grant them free Til fin'lly pour them to the sea." But Tosian, in malice, heedeth her not And turned his heart cold without thought. And hardened his heart without thought. He severed her spirit as he quoth "Leave me be". A swift grave her dug for his true Nialli. A cruel fate he chose for his true Nialli. With his tongue, broke her speaking "Keep distance from me" And stood by watching Death as he granted her wings. And stood by in the shadow as he graced her with wings. "Tosian" - the title the Autumn leaves lisp To enchanted lovers whose future is this. "Tosian, Tosian" - the title that be to his cruelship who shattered his dear Nialli.
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I'm an 18 year old writer who has been writing for as long as I can remember. From short stories, fanfiction, and poetry to song lyrics and music composition, I manage to keep my self constantly busy all day and all night. But I enjoy it. Writing is my life and I wouldn't trade it for the world.

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