#WritcoPoemChallenge
The time between dusk and dawn,
The time between night and morn,
I travel beyond places unknown,
the place where, no one known.

I stand there and look around,
oh it was such a beautiful and flower full of ground,
I tried to pluck one of them,
but suddenly I heard someone's hem.

I feel scared and raise a voice,"who is there?",
when I saw, I...