Gift from the Glacia who brought tea
.
"Now its time for an icy repose"
.
Please, sleep
Deeply with this tea
Of mine
I am the Princess of Songs
Sending you to the
realms of the dream land…
.
The Glaceon, Nix
A beauty of the coolest mist
Frozen tight in a love
A marriage of selfish gain
From a Shiny Rapidash, Sir Glare the 2nd
The richest pokemon in Lumoise city.
With the most wieves in his wallet
.
One day of constant crying,
A mysterious Weavile in a black trenchcoat with the roman numeral for 1
Gave her the recipe of tea
Formed to induce narcolepsy
And close insomniac eyes
.
On the glowing tower,
Bestowing it to her lovely husband
One sip was only the beginning
Of her peaceful dream
.
Dancing to her house
She gave her parents her tea that her lover loved
It perpetuated, into the Trisite Café, Lysander Café and every café in Lumiose
.
Slowly as dawn became night fall
Sir Glare the 2nd was sleepin with pallid flesh,
Skin peeling off of his stagnated corpse was still sleeping
Soon nearly all of the pokemon in Lumiose city was asleep
And on top of the tower where her lover sleep permanently
She used retailate
To swept him off the tower to fall deeply off of the 100 foot tower of wakefulness
.
Wearing her black trenchcoat with the roman numeral 3
Smiling serene as if nothing happened
She looked at her recipe
3 oren berrys, mixed to a pulp, seedless
17 sleep seeds blended smoothly
10 phials of sweet scented honey
2 cups of sleeping sand
1 ounce of bitter herbs
3 slices of moo moo milk cake
20 milagrams of Jacoba berries
And 1 Environmentally Gifted Oran berry
All to make her special tea,
.
She cried in despair
Remembering how people saw her as a marionette with no heart
Now she drinks the rest
Only to fall in an endless respite