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| title | description | date_pub | section | content_type | short_code |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| Brae Badgerton | NPCs the party has met on their adventures in the Faewolde. | 2023-07-04T23:11:00-04:00 | npcs | feature | nrbb1 |
With Paws Digging Deep
by Brae Badgerton
The badger, wild and untamed, roams the enchanted forest,
A solitary wanderer, embracing the rhythm of the wild,
In the midst of tangled thickets and moonlit shadows,
A beatnik spirit, a rebel with nature's call.
With paws digging deep into the fertile earth,
A nomad's heart, pulsating with freedom's beat,
Through tangled roots and secret burrows,
The badger weaves tales, a tapestry of the unseen.
On the open stage of the enchanted forest's canvas,
The badger recites verses in the language of the night,
Whispers of moonbeams and starlit musings,
Echoing in the stillness, igniting the mystic fire.
With every snuffle, a rhythm, a syncopated dance,
In the twilight's haze, the badger finds its trance,
Its fur, an ink-stained coat, a symbol of nonconformity,
An outlaw poet, a troubadour of the wild fraternity.
The badger's eyes, like burning embers,
Hold secrets of ancient wisdom, untamed desires,
Through the veil of twilight, it roams, it prowls,
Searching for truths in the depths of the forest's soul.
In the silence of the night, the badger's voice emerges,
A primal howl, a poetic rebellion,
It sings of forgotten dreams and forgotten fears,
Words scribbled in earthy ink on the parchment of the years.
Oh, wanderer, listen to the badger's beat,
The rhythm of the road less taken, the untrodden path,
For in the heart of the enchanted forest's wild embrace,
The badger's poetry pulses, a fearless, untamed aftermath.
In the realm of ancient woods, where dreams collide,
The badger wanders, a free spirit's guide,
And in its wake, a trail of words and wonder,
A testament to the wild, where poets dance and ponder.