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<blockquote data-quote="maciver" data-source="post: 2562258" data-attributes="member: 37241">A somewhat short Elven male, wearing purples and greens graces his way to&nbsp; the tree with a soft smile.&nbsp; In his hand is a piece of parchment.&nbsp; As he approaches the tree he stops and looks at the others posted there and then to his own parchment... and then back to the others.&nbsp; He turns around ready to head away.&nbsp; .oO(I can not do this.&nbsp; Mine is so... and tha one is so...) he looks back to Quickstrings'.&nbsp; Finally, without pause, he turns and sticks his to the thorn and takes a step back.&nbsp; His smile returns as he walks away:With the wisdom of the trees And lonliness departThe Willow brings the world at easeWith her strength of heartShe can not topple when harsh winds blowWith elegant dance demureShe does not drown when rivers flowBut stands her ground to endureHer roots do not go so deepBut rather stretch they outTo hold those closest to her keepWith arms releasing doubtAs she is below, she is aboveTempting celestial graceTemporal figures dance in loveWith the Willow's faceDrift thee not to slumber's bayWithout her gentle kissLest the Willow shall decayTo lonelliness abyssWhilst in thy sight and in thy reachTo touch her just once moreAnd listen to what she has to teachHow to love a heart that's sore.She reaches up toward the MoonBut never leaves the groundI know the truth and learned it soonI love the Willow I've foundDress me not in silver threadMy namesake to adornThrow down my bow and quiver tooAnd step me free from scornDeny me not the Willow's loveNor her sweet wined kissFor what flows below shall rise aboveAn eternity of blissMy title do I give awayThe banner of my name to theeThat you shall live e'er free this dayWith child, with love, with me.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="maciver, post: 2562258, member: 37241"] [I]A somewhat short Elven male, wearing purples and greens graces his way to the tree with a soft smile. In his hand is a piece of parchment. As he approaches the tree he stops and looks at the others posted there and then to his own parchment... and then back to the others. He turns around ready to head away. .oO(I can not do this. Mine is so... and tha one is so...) he looks back to Quickstrings'. Finally, without pause, he turns and sticks his to the thorn and takes a step back. His smile returns as he walks away:[/I] With the wisdom of the trees And lonliness depart The Willow brings the world at ease With her strength of heart She can not topple when harsh winds blow With elegant dance demure She does not drown when rivers flow But stands her ground to endure Her roots do not go so deep But rather stretch they out To hold those closest to her keep With arms releasing doubt As she is below, she is above Tempting celestial grace Temporal figures dance in love With the Willow's face Drift thee not to slumber's bay Without her gentle kiss Lest the Willow shall decay To lonelliness abyss Whilst in thy sight and in thy reach To touch her just once more And listen to what she has to teach How to love a heart that's sore. She reaches up toward the Moon But never leaves the ground I know the truth and learned it soon I love the Willow I've found Dress me not in silver thread My namesake to adorn Throw down my bow and quiver too And step me free from scorn Deny me not the Willow's love Nor her sweet wined kiss For what flows below shall rise above An eternity of bliss My title do I give away The banner of my name to thee That you shall live e'er free this day With child, with love, with me. [/QUOTE]

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