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Poetry News Post #6083

Whispers of the Divine Dream

Written by: Cleou
Date: Monday, October 9th, 2023
Addressed to: Everyone


Exploring this realm where magic gleams,
A world aglow with radiant dreams.
Lands divine stretch far and wide,
Where mortals and gods walk side by side.

Mountains crowned in eternal snow,
Rivers of stars in a radiant flow,
Forests whispering their ancient song,
In this ancient realm where dreams belong.

Dragons soaring through skies so wide,
With scales that shimmer, their strength and pride,
Groves hidden, enchantment thrives,
Where ancient magic endlessly strives.

Cities of stone, that kiss the skies,
Echoes of legends, where courage lies,
In the hearts of those who bravely dare,
To seek adventures in lands so rare.

Within this domain, where dreams find their flow,
Heroes and villains in an endless ebb and tow,
Swords clash, sorcery ignites the spark,
In a world where destiny leaves its mark.

With every stride, a fresh tale's unfurled,
In our domain where sagas are whirled
In the dream of Achaea's divine embrace,
Boundless magic finds its place.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Mayan, in the year 928 AF.


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Poetry News Post #6083

Whispers of the Divine Dream

Written by: Cleou
Date: Monday, October 9th, 2023
Addressed to: Everyone


Exploring this realm where magic gleams,
A world aglow with radiant dreams.
Lands divine stretch far and wide,
Where mortals and gods walk side by side.

Mountains crowned in eternal snow,
Rivers of stars in a radiant flow,
Forests whispering their ancient song,
In this ancient realm where dreams belong.

Dragons soaring through skies so wide,
With scales that shimmer, their strength and pride,
Groves hidden, enchantment thrives,
Where ancient magic endlessly strives.

Cities of stone, that kiss the skies,
Echoes of legends, where courage lies,
In the hearts of those who bravely dare,
To seek adventures in lands so rare.

Within this domain, where dreams find their flow,
Heroes and villains in an endless ebb and tow,
Swords clash, sorcery ignites the spark,
In a world where destiny leaves its mark.

With every stride, a fresh tale's unfurled,
In our domain where sagas are whirled
In the dream of Achaea's divine embrace,
Boundless magic finds its place.

Penned by my hand on the 12th of Mayan, in the year 928 AF.


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