Friday, January 22, 2010


Young memory fragment-
Ianthe! come, eat your food,
Hurry on now, don't be rude.


Ianthe grew up strong and smart.
She could read the human heart.

Ianthe one day left her school
To find and study other rule.


[Ianthe heard the wind cry,
She had to know the reason why]

Ianthe found the answer when,
She saw a black heart beating man.

Run Ianthe! Run!- Too late.
Her pearl now hangs upon his gate.

Earth spirit's cried
The night Ianthe died.

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