Elven Maid

Once was an elf
Long ago
Where earth was young
And moon was smooth
She wandered over hill
Beneath wood and star
She had fair skin
Her hair light brown
Her eyes a deep brown
She wandered long
She wandered alone
An Elven Maid
All alone
She spoke little
She sang less
An Elven Maid
Who walked upon the world
When the time had just begun
Now she hides deep in the wood
Though it is said
If one could speak with her
She would tell you the history
Of the world before man arrived
Yet she harbors a secret
A hidden shame
Though what tale she holds
None could tell
And she would never tell


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