A new day knocked hut tops
with silver small raindrops
and smiled in sunrise rays.
The ones heat humid grass
and mist was raising up,
embracing trees gold branches.
Queen Haze was waking up
with warm of the sunlight,
which broke through windows glass.
She put on a gold dress
and went to the closet shelve
to take the book. What’d up?
The shelve was empty and
the Queen called her red slave,
but there was not reply…
She called the lynx again
and only frightened elves
had come to her sad cry.
She couldn’t make up her mind
the equinox day might
not be then finished well.
The elves were looking for
the ones, those had been lost,
but their searches were vain.
by Thea Ariss
01.10.2024
Autumnal equinox. The Kingdom of Mists
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