person0035
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The band gathers at the burial ground.
They raise their hands high,
holding the slender necks and dark bells of their trumpets
up towards the forest around them-
as their feet slowly sink into the soft flesh of their patron.
The last king of the forest,
an ancient oak long since forgotten,
gently sighs into the mouthpieces
contributing nothing to the songs of birds.
They raise their hands high,
holding the slender necks and dark bells of their trumpets
up towards the forest around them-
as their feet slowly sink into the soft flesh of their patron.
The last king of the forest,
an ancient oak long since forgotten,
gently sighs into the mouthpieces
contributing nothing to the songs of birds.