Lukkas the Grave Guard, Size Small (Soft Firmness) Lan all was forgotten

all was forgotten

they flutter and dance

For centuries they had played and for centuries he’d lost

a textured pleasure ride of suckers and wrinkles

its magic does not dwindle

Lukkas the Grave Guard, Size Small (Soft Firmness) Lan all was forgottenLukkas the Grave Guard The night is quiet. Not even the crickets are singing their evening serenade. Its as if even they know that this is a place for silence. They know in their small bodies that this place is sacred and should be respected. The Kudu steps careful, on gentle hooves. The fog lays in thin whisps as it blankets over the old tombstones. They look as if they have always existed here, for all of time. The forest has melded into them, the