The Night descends towards her woodlands
Painting silhouettes of shifting ambiance
The crows echo upwards their sombre tune
Ascending the nature in haunting mystery.

Dim starlights reflect in my eyes
While resting by the pulsating campfire
The elden trees watch bowing their old branches
Enshadowing the old and darkened land.

The Nights descends towards her woodlands
Painting silhouettes of shifting ambiance
I welcome the enchanting silvery watcher
And hear the nature cycles in the dark.

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