Mithrandir, As I bade my farewell to all the kind readers, I’d like to leave a little gift as a token of my gratitude, Please feel free to use the content of “Next Reading Spot”— I am waving all the rights to this one and previous publications. — In shadows cast by quill and ink,
A poet’s tale, a fading link.
She danced with words, a lyrical sprite,
But now, her pen, devoid of light. In the realm where muses weep,
A silence falls, a secret keeps. …