Changelings
This is the truth of those so strange,They were believed to be fiction. Special, folks wanted, but on a specific range,Unique beats were eldritch, would estrange, In every sense, ‘Twas a strange conviction. A slight sway as is a skipping child’s way,And special began to scare them.Their children, they said, those shadows began to snare them. They ensconced the babes in asphyxiating shadows,That they birthed … Continue reading Changelings
