Glinting slashes of white bone,Velvet dark of the unknown. An agile pounce, a booming roar,Blood seeps into the undergrowth. Blood-soaked earththe ichor of life Apollo’s wrath, muffled by storm.A shadow dispersed,A silence born.
chronic overthinker, part-time wordsmith, full-time collector of curiosities
Random drabbles, heartfelt rambles, and the occasional splash of chaos from a teen with too many thoughts and not enough time.
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