by
Accursed February 29, 2016
Swaying trees,
To and fro from breeze.
Climbing high,
High as Y'ffre's Sky.
Living homes,
Their foundation roams.
Green leaves,
Hanging from eaves.
Shady floor,
Just one hour more.
Valenwood, Valenwood;
O how you make me long for
The shadow's hood, shadow's hood.
Valenwood, Valenwood!
Baby deer,
I...