There once was a fair girl whose name was Maureen,
who dwelt in the mists of the island ‘Vergreen.
She lived with her father.
Her hair was like copper.
She longed for a place that no human had seen.
An old woman told her, when she was a child,
a story about a great realm that’s outside
the edge of the borders,
the reach of the mortals.
A place where the gods and the spirits abide.
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Find the full transcript at STORIES by Francis Rosenfeld.
