The Three Flames Sapphire

Autumn was in its prime
 Fruits turned to golden wine
 The heath shone purple and the haze so softly rose
 And hovered over the ground
 By magic without sound
 Three figures appeared on misty soil to the village close
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 They appeared as maidens to the ball
 At the hour of nightfall
 So strange yet beautiful
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 With a glint of sadness in their eyes
 That could not be denied
 Yet it added to their charms
 As they gladly joined the dance
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 And they danced
 As if their life depended on their pace
 Any man was under a charm
 And awed by their embrace
 But the night had come to end
 With the morning rays
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 Vanished into the dark
 Forever gone and never seen again
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 As if night engulfed their shapes
 And kept them forevermore
 Now blue flames glide in the mist of the moonlit moor
 And enchant any man
 As they dance through the endless night of their souls