New zealand Stories

Still and silent stream in the midnight darkResting amongst the flax is the night sky beauty herselfQuenching a thirst from the sweet, still watersWinds that whisper vows and carry the faintest of spellsHer eyes are deep pools of wintery waterPlaying in the shallows feels safe, any deeper and you risk drowningAn otherworldly beauty emerges from her secret streamSuch an ethereal maiden has never before been seenRushing to...