Saraさんのイラストまとめ

My soul is a raven
Strong wings soaring high,
Escaping the Earthlings
And the binds tightly tied.

Wild Northern winds
Are roaring
A crazy Moon flames bright
My vagrant soul overflowing
With the mysteries of this night.

Borne on the breeze
Rippling through the air
Spirited by Thunder
Static stirs her hair.

Turns to the wind
The frothing clouds a-rolling
She hears whispering within
Her origins a-calling.

The trees within this lonely place,
Whispered charms to me,
And held me in a dark embrace,
Gracefully yet solemnly.