A Series of Unfortunate One-Shots

Cool winds a caressing lover

Sing when they pass

Jovially playing unseen and carefree

Running next to Her masterpiece

Multitudes of hosts

Lights aligned in perfect order

According to Her wishes

Master of the art

Reality doused in a violet hue

Paying homage to its maker

Contrasted by the lanterns in orbit

Surround with sounds of silence

The depths reflect Her coat

And the sky wreaths her face

Takes repose by her gardens

Immersed in another reality

Caught up in her dreams

Beauty garlands her neck

Stature of a great wolf

The goddess watches over Her night