Whispers of the Heart ©
            By Artemis Quill 2024
“No complaints, overwhelmed by blessings”


A deceptive child, with shadows in her eyes,
Wanders through the valleys where the silent sorrow lies.
Loneliness, a cloak that drapes her fragile frame,
In a world where laughter fades, and all is but a game.

The weight of sadness grips tightly like a chain,
Living day by day beneath the storm of rain.
Yet within her weary soul, a flicker of desire,
An urge for adventure burns, an untamed, fierce fire.

Memories like echoes, whisper secrets of the past,
In the hallways of her mind, where fleeting moments last.
Change dances in the twilight, a fleeting specter’s
tease,
Will the dawn bring freedom, or keep her on her knees?

A stranger appeared, a specter of dark fate,
Demanding a meeting, with Jed, who’s bound by weight.
In a hotel filled with murmurs of hopes yet unexplored,
They sift through tangled dreams, where life's ambitions
roared.

Love weaves through the tapestry, both fragile and so
bright,
With inspiration’s gentle touch, guiding hearts to
flight.
Amongst the whispering trees, Jack calls to sweet Jana,
With his butterfly collection, a moment of pure mana.

At the old tombstone, their time begins to bloom,
A glance leads to a kiss, erasing all the gloom.
Loneliness recedes like shadows in the dawn,
While dreams entwine like tendrils, a new life being born.

Ted, with burdens heavy, sends Fionna far away,
In the haste of fleeting moments, he loses all his sway.
He buys baubles and trinkets, for Crotian's fleeting smile,
Uncertain if those gifts will span the distance of a mile.

Forgiveness lingers softly on the heart’s resilient edge,
While wisdom crafts a pathway along life’s tumultuous
ledge.
He finds strength within the chaos, learns beauty of the
night,
As nature sings a symphony, to chase away the fright.

But true conflict lies in choices, as parents learn to
grieve,
Their sweet girl’s hidden secrets, too heavy to believe.
An assassin cloaked in sweetness, serving evil's vile hand,
Yet even in darkness, flickers hope so grand.

In the tapestry of living, threads of light and dark
entwine,
Each heartache holds a lesson, each sorrow leads to shine.
So let us weave together, through memory’s sacred arts,
For in the depth of loneliness, there lies the strength of
hearts.