Quiet Village

There, the flow, of magic swirl,
Upon a town in a little world.
Its light then seep and spread the snow,
In a fiery, raging glow.
Here, the trees, act by will,
It shrivel and form and shrink and still.
Again such life,react the scene,
Upon the town that’s quiet to been.


Art: Magic Village by ryky

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