A SYLPH IS FELLED
A SYLPH IS FELLED The sylph isle booms; a black crone shrieks Her eyes are blades that rip tree lords. Green worms fire ice from Tira's coal plaits a fairy maid wails; white rock chokes veins. Frost greys the heart of Miza once fair her crown bleeds gems and grinds to ash tar stabs the gown elves... Sign in to see full entry.