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The [i]Kavijama[/i]  | the thing of ink & poetry | The [i]Hibrach[/i][/centre]

[centre]The Fate-song sings: [i]'tis time to part
No more can you here stay[/i]
It was then Lucia taught my heart
How much a glance can say

With trembling lips she came to me
Perhaps to say, "Goodbye!"
But sounds and whispers all ran free
Upon her lips to die

Then bending down, her gold all pale
Her arms she round me flung
And as the breeze hangs on the vale
Upon my chest she hung

I laid my lips upon her head
And kissed away her tears, lips wet
While she but wept the more and said
"Would we had never met!"[/centre]

[hider=Summary]| 5MP and 5DP | 1MP towards Puppetry | 2DP towards Acting | 2DP towards Inspiration | 3DP towards Music | 2DP towards Dance |

Either a dream or a poetic reimagining (or both) of the moment that Meghzaal and Lucia were forever parted by the Lifeblood. An adaptation of the poem [i]Adieu to Maimuna[/i].[/hider]