I love books and fantasy stories,
Majestic tales of fictional worlds and glory,
I live and travel from page to page,
I shift from old to young, no longer feeling my age,
Listening to enchanting lute tunes played by Kvothe,
Plotting with Kaz Brekker, and the raven I sometimes quoth,
Bonding with Eliot and Margo,
Fighting alongside Queen Meira Dynam of winter,
Richer had made me the girl spinning silver,
Books have a way of lifting and crushing us
From prologue to epilogue,
They’re a free ticket to unknown worlds full of wonders.
Categories:
dynam, books, feelings, journey, magic,
Form: Lyric