▪ Username:
•αяιƨƨα•
▪ Whelkon Name:
Dragos [dra-gos]
(meaning precious)
▪ Poem:
He is the guardian of the forest
shadow of the trees
flitting through them silently
in the middle of the day
or the dead of night
his amber eyes score everything
watching, waiting, protecting
his voice is soft,
like the wind rustling branches
though he speaks rarely,
and if then only to the trees
his coat is thick and warm,
a deep fir tree green
touched with the sparkling white of fresh snow
sometimes he wonders what the world is like
outside his forest
his safe little forest
but he knows that he must stay
stay and wait for her,
his soul singer, his other half
for,
he is the guardian of the forest
the shadow of the trees
protector of all inside
•αяιƨƨα•
▪ Whelkon Name:
Dragos [dra-gos]
(meaning precious)
▪ Poem:
He is the guardian of the forest
shadow of the trees
flitting through them silently
in the middle of the day
or the dead of night
his amber eyes score everything
watching, waiting, protecting
his voice is soft,
like the wind rustling branches
though he speaks rarely,
and if then only to the trees
his coat is thick and warm,
a deep fir tree green
touched with the sparkling white of fresh snow
sometimes he wonders what the world is like
outside his forest
his safe little forest
but he knows that he must stay
stay and wait for her,
his soul singer, his other half
for,
he is the guardian of the forest
the shadow of the trees
protector of all inside