Lyrical:Far away from the burned world
From Bestiary of the Hypogriph
Far way from the burned world
Where insects, afraid, dare not tread
A poem of wings, and of caparaces shimmering
A poem as translucent and daring as a fae's eyes
You look at me, and through your irises
I can see the future in flames and ruin
You look at me, and beyond
It is impossible to know what lies ahead
But I will try my best to make you proud
The sun has set on this world, and I am alone.
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The part in italics was written as a finisher by the AID bot (Griffin model).
The author (User:NimoStar) has a rhytmic recording of this as a song.
