{"sf1_id":539701,"sf2_id":"P1ERy6Oe","title":"Prima Nackt","author":"Akanu","words":560,"posted_at":"2013-05-18T04:44:00.000Z","tags":["Forest","Fox","Night","Past and future","Poetry","Raven","Wolf","song","water"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/539701-prima-nackt","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/P1ERy6Oe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d9/32/d93298b5-83b4-4e9d-9b93-e7697160fd18","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;World enveloped in Darkness. Unleashed by the falling sun.\n\nGuided by the rising Moon.\n\nI call you forth with all of my heart.\n\nSing your melody to those listening to this\u0026nbsp;\n\nmad man's\u0026nbsp;\n\nwords.\n\nAs you have sung to me.\n\nWise Raven in majestic flight.\n\nWith sparkling black feathers, he soars with ever-watching\u0026nbsp;\n\neyes.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith a mischievous grin, he blasts the ancient Wind that cradles this world in its\u0026nbsp;\n\neternal embrace.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nRising ever higher.\n\nGreat trickster that is the Fox, hunter of life, with blazing red fur, you search for your partner in crime.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nEver searching for that one to call your own.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTo share your home. In the night, you play in the Moon's magnificent rays.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nUntil you see the one wearing silvery grays.\n\nAncient Wolves that enacts the Night's Great Wars.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nWith masterful precision, you take down your prey. Then you take your prize home to help feed the pack. With joy, you watch as every one feeds knowing that all will be fine.\n\nInsane Wind that calls to the Night. Wishing for eternity, you cry. Clashing with the world in an infinite struggle. Whipping and slashing the Earth. To make beautiful art etched in stone. So all can see its majestic song.\n\nColossal Trees that dance in the wind unleashing the scents in the autumn breeze. Coloring the world in brown and gold. They hold the secrets of the past. Only speaking to those who listen and understand.\u0026nbsp;\n\nBabbling Brook that is black as night with a soft voice you sing for all to hear. Never ending, and yet never truly beginning. You swish and swirl in pure radiance as the Moon touches your skin.\n\nRavenous Fire that consumes all in the night. With the smell of ash, you dance maliciously over the world. You're unable to mimic the radiance of the Fallen Sun. You try to fill that void that never can be filled. Wondering? Why the Sun has left you? Then with a sizzle, you dwindle in the mighty tempest.\n\nLegendary Moon with pure radiances you call to the Night. To bring Darkness everlasting light. You cleanse the water, call the wind, and awakening the beasts. Granting all who live in the Night, their mystic sight. For as you sweep above, never to be touched, you smile knowing that love will always follow. Now its time to fall, and let the Night rest. For the day has begun to stir. So with a great breath, the Moon falls putting to rest all that live in the Night's glory.\n\nBlazing Sun that puts the Night to rest. Awaken now. For the day needs you. With orange skies, tell the trees to yield their sweet fruit, tell the wind to warm the air, tell the brook to bring forth the fish, and lastly tell the man that the day has begun. For there is much to be done before the Nights return.\n\nWorld unleashed by Enveloping Light. I call to you to close the songs of the Night, and shroud it lessons to those who prefers ignorance to truth, and embed them into the hearts of those who wish to remember; for the Darkness is not scary. Because the Moon will always be there to guide us though the night.\n\nAs ends the experience, of The First Night.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}