(AN: I noticed a bunch of people had Love or Something like It on alert, so I decided to give you guys soemthing to look at, heh. Sorry it's not a new chapter. By the way, I wrote this, and I'm a little paranoid about it, so help me out,eh? If you find soemone ripping it off, tell me so I may track them down and politely rebuke them to death.)
Watercrest Bay
Deep
in the heart of the world left unseen
Un-traveled,
untouched, run waters so clean
Where
the heather is softer
And
the grass shines so green
That
you'd never imagine
(Not
even for a beat)
That
there'd been others before you
To
bask in this scene.
'T
is a place like no other
Unique
you might say,
Where
an hour's a life time
And
whole life time's - a day
For
here; all is different
As
fantasy holds sway
Where
even air shimmers
In
Watercrest Bay.
Down
by the Watercrest
Where
the waves seem like glass
The
most exotic of creatures
Swarm
close to break fast.
'T
is a place full of magic
Like
a glimpse to the past
Where
nature is reigning
In
this landscape so vast.
Be
observant and listen
As
your feet blaze a trail
For
more secrets lay hidden
Than
your eyes could entail
'Cause
out here by the bayside
From
where mystery doth hail
Is
a world of great legend
Where
all truth is tall-tale.
You
may come to a place
Where
the hills - soft as down
Play
host to a beauty
Like
no mortal has found
She
may beckon you hither
Till
your step becomes bound
Where
her smile - so enchanting
Turns
your world full around.
This
maiden will lead you
Where
fact has no grip
To
the Sereni-Tree grove
Where
she'll give you the slip
But
with her laughter of lovers'
As
your own Will o' the Wisp
You'll
spend your time happily
Seeking
after her - like sailor to ship.
But
despite her sweet promises
Like
lust-full honey in your ear
As
dark finds this meadow
It
loses all cheer
For
just as the sun sets
And
the moon's face comes to rear
Your
lover will find you
But
no more the maiden - I fear.
For
there in the hills
Where
the ocean meets earth
In
a preserve of gods making
Strange
creatures find berth
So
the form that will seek you
No
thousand words are worth
A
terrible seductress
No
howls her mirth.
For
as the moon rises
Above
the Watercrest Bay
The
greatest of She-Wolves
Has
come fourth to play
Like
a cat with a mouse
Or
a child's cruel way
She
now claims her new lover
And
ensures that he'll stay.
So
heed this late warning
And
your wits - please do keep
Run
away from the promises
Don't
follow blind like a sheep
Dally
not in meadows
Or
trouble's all that you'll reap
For
despite being paradise
Beauty
is still only skin deep.