I found her sitting atop the roses,
her hair messy atop her head...
she was crying into the palm of
her hand. There is nothing worse
than seeing a faerie cry!
I think she was crying for the
roses, they were wilted & dying.
Before I could say anything to
reassure her, she was gone, and
all I was left with was the memories
and her tears... and the picture in
my mind.

A beautiful fae that
I saw in my sleep.
She was there wispering
the secrets of the universe
in my ear...
but of course when I
awoke, it was
all gone!

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