Indrani Ananda

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StoryBeyond Words Silver Spun Sand1612 years 9 months ago
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My stories

THE STARLORD"S DAUGHTER

Pale though I be as a planet's ring, Fairer than moonbright water; Wild as the waves and winds that sing - I am the Starlord's daughter. * Why do you come to my spaceship wall,

FELIDAE

It's not for a child that I'm grieving; No daughter, no son, not that; But the memory I have that is sweetest - The soul of a beautiful cat. * Companion she was, always waiting;

KAMA

My Love is young beneath the skies, and to his heart my spirit flies; Though I call, I follow him, yet mine the heart that he would win.

ORION

Call him by name, the hunter Orion, Bound to the sky with strands of the night; - - - -Winter and Spring, - - - -And farewell the Summer;

THE STARS THEY SHINE SO HIGH

This is a futuristic version of a traditional folk song, "The Trees They Do Grow High".

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