Appearance
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Daughter of the Forest
There I sat slone by the fire
Shivering in the late summer night
I suddenly saw a shadow closing on me
Among pine branches, around birches' sprouts
Her brows so dark
With spindly, creeping hair
Her visage gilded
Horn-crowned she sneaked
Like a shadow made of stardust
She caressed me
Whispering, now tearing
Then I woke from my slumber
With a branded skin
Our wild game just a memory
Out of a dreamer's ballad
Never again I saw the forest's daughter
Ah, no one believed my story
