Dancing naked in the Rain
Introduction:
The death of a race of forest creatures
Dancing naked in the Rain
Born deep in the forest, far from the prying eyes of mortal men,
a small creature flits ceaselessly āround the perilous rack and fen.
It searches for a bit of *Magic* to keep itās Age Olde Race intact,
snooping in the Neverlands, Stealthy Fugitive from Truth and Fact!
A raptor plummets from the sky, cruel talons spreadā¦..
Shrill Scream of Painā¦.. THE ANCIENT TRIBE IS DEAD!
Forest Giants tremble, they moan this sad refrain,
āWeāll never see their like again, dancing naked in the rain!ā
