I was inspired por teddybear64's lista of magical creaures, so I decided to make one of my own.
I amor magic and magical creatures because everything is always so different. Magic is amazing because it shows how differently the world thinks. Some believe in faries, others believe in dragons. I believe in all of it, I want it to be real.
I made this lista to mostrar my favorito! creatures. I like escritura about fantasy, so these are mostly creatures I use.
Magic is love! I amor using my imagination to create new worlds. The feeling is amazing!
Feel free to use any of the pictures:)
I found them on Google!
And Furthermore...
Plz read!
I amor magic and magical creatures because everything is always so different. Magic is amazing because it shows how differently the world thinks. Some believe in faries, others believe in dragons. I believe in all of it, I want it to be real.
I made this lista to mostrar my favorito! creatures. I like escritura about fantasy, so these are mostly creatures I use.
Magic is love! I amor using my imagination to create new worlds. The feeling is amazing!
Feel free to use any of the pictures:)
I found them on Google!
And Furthermore...
Plz read!
#10 Vampires
#9 Unicorns
#7 Cerberus
#6 Phoenix
#6 Gryphons
#5 Mermaids
#4 Sorcerors/Sorceress
#3 Faries
#2 Dragons
#1 Werewolves
15.Grim Reaper
14.Medusa
13.Ghosts
12.Elves
11.Hippogriff
10.Pegasus
9.Angels
8.Centaur
7.Witches
6.Mermaids
5.Unicorns
4.Fairies
3.Dragons
2.Werewolves
1.Vampires
Grim Reaper
14.Medusa
Medusa
13.Ghosts
Ghosts
12.Elves
Elves
11.Hippogriff
Hippogriff
10.Pegasus
Pegasus
9.Angels
Angels
8.Centaur
Centaurs
7.Witches
Witches
6.Mermaids
Mermaids
5.Unicorns
Unicorns
4.Fairies
Fairies
3.Dragons
Dragons
2.Werewolves
Werewolves
1.Vampires
Vampires
Winter Maiden
She walks in the night
while the crows are flying high
each one looks at her
staring into her eyes
She came from the north
where icy wind never sets
her lips are blue
her eyes sparkle
like the moon in the west
She walks in the winter
in the mountains at night
she cries frozen tears
that haven't been blessed yet.
She could kill tu instantly
with her frozen breath
she is the Winter maiden
the daughter of death.
She has hair as white as snow
with silver eyes
staring at the ocean
as winter dies.
She's never seen in spring
because she can't see in the light
in the spring her hair melts
and her eyes shatter in fright.
She walks in the night
while the crows are flying high
each one looks at her
staring into her eyes
She came from the north
where icy wind never sets
her lips are blue
her eyes sparkle
like the moon in the west
She walks in the winter
in the mountains at night
she cries frozen tears
that haven't been blessed yet.
She could kill tu instantly
with her frozen breath
she is the Winter maiden
the daughter of death.
She has hair as white as snow
with silver eyes
staring at the ocean
as winter dies.
She's never seen in spring
because she can't see in the light
in the spring her hair melts
and her eyes shatter in fright.
Kiyami
heres a poem about fairys
Light slips 'round ageless trees
shadows dance on whispered breez
fairys choose to gather here
tempted mortals staying near
Look carefully as fairys hide
& wait for beleivers to come inside
keeping them for año & day
'ere no longer they wish to stay
Ethernal magic fills this place
so tread carefully among there space
as natures gaurdians they defend
fairys protect both inicial & freind
While caring for the earth each day
mischief & pranks are there way
to reming common man of there power
they enchant día & evening hour
So leave a gift for fairy folk
underneath the tallest oak
and if tu believe...only then
can tu enter...FAIRY GLEN
Light slips 'round ageless trees
shadows dance on whispered breez
fairys choose to gather here
tempted mortals staying near
Look carefully as fairys hide
& wait for beleivers to come inside
keeping them for año & day
'ere no longer they wish to stay
Ethernal magic fills this place
so tread carefully among there space
as natures gaurdians they defend
fairys protect both inicial & freind
While caring for the earth each day
mischief & pranks are there way
to reming common man of there power
they enchant día & evening hour
So leave a gift for fairy folk
underneath the tallest oak
and if tu believe...only then
can tu enter...FAIRY GLEN
I take out
what I always keep in my pocket:
my picture of
Mother,
Father,
and Violet.
It’s been folded
so many times that
white creases have formed
s
t
r
a
i
g
h
t
u
p
and
h o r i z o n t a l l y a c r o s s
the middle.
Not to mention it’s faded.
I’m not surprised.
It is almost
100 years old.
But the people in the picture
are always the same.
Father is on the
left side
with his arm around Mother’s shoulders.
Mother is on the right side
and has her hands on
each of Violet’s shoulders.
Mother’s hair is
m e s s y
and Father looks like
he needs a shave.
violeta doesn’t look
at
all
good as well.
You’re probably wondering
why I’m not in this foto
considering it is
my family.
Here’s the thing:
I
am
d e a d.
what I always keep in my pocket:
my picture of
Mother,
Father,
and Violet.
It’s been folded
so many times that
white creases have formed
s
t
r
a
i
g
h
t
u
p
and
h o r i z o n t a l l y a c r o s s
the middle.
Not to mention it’s faded.
I’m not surprised.
It is almost
100 years old.
But the people in the picture
are always the same.
Father is on the
left side
with his arm around Mother’s shoulders.
Mother is on the right side
and has her hands on
each of Violet’s shoulders.
Mother’s hair is
m e s s y
and Father looks like
he needs a shave.
violeta doesn’t look
at
all
good as well.
You’re probably wondering
why I’m not in this foto
considering it is
my family.
Here’s the thing:
I
am
d e a d.
