Lilyandra

From a nebulas demise

Her children take to the skies

To find worlds in their beginning

 

On a fate filled night

The stars shone bright

And the moon hung low like a hunter

 

The Gods spun a story

The introduction of glory

And a death became life once again

 

Within the forest floor

That is lonely no more

Lilyandra seduces in celestial hues

 

The first bloom of color

Inherited from her Mother

She saturated the landscape

 

On the monochrome land

Footsteps imprinted the sand

Made by the floral goddess Annabeth

 

She beheld the sight

With her palette of black and white

And the world was changed forever