For Auld Lang Syne - Talvi by LunaPura, literature
Literature
For Auld Lang Syne - Talvi
For Auld Lang Syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and days of auld lang syne?
Snow was beginning to fall as Talvi made his way through the forest he started to call home, though the place never truly felt like he belonged there. His dreams, filled with pieces of his long lost past, never truly held the much needed information. A black oak piano… A forest covered in flowers... This could be anywhere..
And then a face… A blurry image of a beautiful woman… The warmth in her eyes long dimmed by sadness…
For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne