Starmy

The eternal mother, her name shall be said, they said she bled for those whose thread did embed. From an alternate Dimension her existence foretold, a world left unknown by the name of Ancients unknown. Her true form incomprehensible to most but not all, for her children you see....they are hers and hers alone.

Life she brings, to those unknown, much love does she share forever they condone. Breath as cold as ancient ice and a body longer than the solar system twice around. Her loving eyes do shine with pride, for the ones she saved and gave them the love they do crave.

Confined to this form, this dimension she does transform. She seeks for her children, searching high and low, the little ones she rescued so long ago. Oh how she cries, her lost ones unfound, it hurts her so that they might be below.

"My babies, my babies!" She makes such a racket, yet her silent words go unheard. "Oh where are you My babies, oh where have you gone"

The grief of her loss, she retreat to the forest. To search there for her children and wait for their return. To those she has saved and adopted as her own, they hear her quiet lullaby from far off in the alone.

"We hear you mother! We hear you so! Come back to us, bring us your glow. The magic you bring, for our saftey do you sing, come back come back oh mother we hear" her children cry back, through the thoughts that run deep.

The silent search to be reunited once more, thought of her swarms their very core.

"Mother mother, we hear your song. We're coming we're coming, we do not flee. Through ice and fire we do traverse, the souls of us may return with the verse"