Graduation!

"There are those who said this day would never come. What have they to say now?"
- Prophet of Truth

The Tree Nymphs

The trees stand tall and stately, surveying their domain. The first to glimpse the sunrise, the first to feel the rain.

The Willow Nymph

In the midst of an enchanted, crystal forest lies my soul, beneath a weeping willow tree.

Sun Tree Nymph

Could I cast off all the cares of tomorrow— Could I forget all the fret of today.
Then, my heart free from the burdens I borrow,
Nature’s chaste spirit her face would display.

The Forest Nymph

A glint of her hair or a flash of her shoulder, that is the most I can boast to have seen. Then all is lost as the shadows enfold her, forest glades making a screen of their green.

The Tree Nymph Queen

“O ruddier than the cherry, O sweeter than the berry. O nymph more bright, than moonshine night, like kidlings blithe and merry.”