Poem 3, idk why??? Background of thumbnail from Google, graphics by me on SVE.
Dreamers who Act Light of a thousand stars, All the souls surround the otherworldly thing, Holding hands, marked with scars, The pair wait for The Reckoning, One a secret slave, To the Gods of the Moon and Stars, He wants to be saved, But he won’t go without his heart, Elusive and quiet, The pale daughter of the moon, Daughter of the Gods has to comply, But she will not. The light of Supremacy surrounds the cursed, He shrinks back, but she steps forward, ‘What are you worth?’ The voice of their dreams turned nightmares. The beat of wings drums, rhythmic at the girl’s heart, Glowing eyes, wings of ice and element, They will not part, The Gods will not win. The Gods stand in unity against their creations, Magic too strong for the rebellion to dream of, But rebellion doesn't dream, their goal is not integration, Because the best dreamers don’t dream, they act.
