Village Library
An elderly man sits at the desk of the library. He
smiles as you enter. He extends an elderly finger at a sign written in
a warm and flowing script. "Hello. My name is Lyran. I've ran
this Library of Poetry for many years, please feel free to read anything
in this place." As you walk around you find pieces of paper scattered
about with poems on them. As you start to read them you find youself in
an amazing garden with a beautiful
stream running though the center.
Poem 210
Poem 211
Poem 220
Poem 221 Poem 222 Poem 223 Poem 224 Poem 225 Poem 365 Poem 456 Poem 457 Poem 806torn star altered 1 altered 2
