A delicate dragonfly skirts the silently rippling waters
Passing through the weeds, a lonely farmer's daughter
Among the sulken trees, they danced a sorrowful masquerade
And so she gently laid...
Soon enough her voice rose to its staggering feet
Almost like a deer about to join in fleet
Singing a song into her well of wine, she prayed there were no tomorrow like today
Her voice melting the sky, removing it of its grey
Time and terror will slowly burn away...
The busy cries of the forest were soon all but hushed
The sound of her voice even caused the autumn trees to blush
In this world, we're painted with vivid color
Her voice was vivid like no other
And so she gently laid...
Sab is 18 years old and a graduating senior in high school. She's an artist and will be furthering her career with each and every day. A bit eccentric (and a heroine in her own mind) she's determined to survive in this cut-throat world. She will explore every option life can offer before making a final decision. THIS, is the chronicles of her adventures and mishaps.
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