L'aura del Campo

Good riddance [157] Serenade #...?

Good riddance

The East Wind waves goodbye.
You're old, you're feeble, you're no longer welcome.
Your glow fades from green to yellow to golden dun.
You no longer light the mountainside.

It's the Solstice.

Wiil you come back tomorrow?
Will you dim as you wander south?

Go. Bring us back the night
and cloak of darkness.

You'll be missed by many,
but the East Wind is not your slave
and the bonds that bind us
will be shattered.

Goodbye.
The East Wind waves.
Good riddance.

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