A crimson sky breaks the distant shore,
The village Elder telling a story of folklore,
The children laugh and play joyfully,
Their laughs echoing happily,
The mothers hold their babies close,
Families sitting by the fire, with the ones they love most,
Nearby owls listen in a tree,
“Cloaked by the night, they’re not scared, they’re free”,
A distant howl, travels to their...
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