daydreamerfitz

In a large pond the moon's reflection shone brightly. In the dark night it cast is faint glow on the earth below. Its light fell on a garden. The garden was wild; the vegetation grew haphazardly over terraces and stone pathways. Vines wrapped tightly around ruined stone columns. The pond was large, with an impressive bowled fountain in the middle. A girl sat on the ponds edge. Her dark hair hid her face. Her clothes were worn. She gently glided her hand across the waters surface. Lost in thought, she took no notice of the faint cries of various Pokémon in the surrounding growth. A sudden rustle in the bushes behind the girl caused her

The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, In the fading light of this autumn day a man walks within the shadows of the changing trees towards the lake within the park. He moves slowly, allowing old memories to guide him there. Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine-and-fifty swans. Upon the waters in the quiet clearing are many swans. More than he can count each gliding across the now rippling reflection. He's sure he saw these creatures here before along time ago, maybe when he was just out thinking to himself. How long? Nineteen years, was it