I can't claim anything of this little piece; it's a poem I really, really like. The guy who wrote it was very talented, but alas... he is no more. Enjoy.

A Vision of Vixy

A boat beneath a sunny sky.
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of ero...

Two young Mhun, the tale to hear
Eager eye and willing ear
Lovingly they nestle near.

In restfull sleep they safely lie
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:

Ever drifting down the stream
Lingering in the golden gleam.
Life, what is it, but a dream?

But time has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die.
Autumn frosts have slain Ero
And still she haunts me, phantomwise.
Vixy, moving under skies...
Never seen by waking eyes.


It's a little bit altered, but I hope you all will forgive me for that. *sniffle* It's so nice...
-Keithlyn C. Taimuno

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Valnuary, in the year 243 AF.