Smoke rises to mingle with the clouds. Weaving a blanket of grayish tendrils to cover the night sky. The sliver of a moon dances in and out of phase, playing hide and seek with my senses. Her whispers drift on the zephyr wind...
...teasing like the gentle caress of a lover.
Walking down a lonely road
Untethered threads of chaos hang
A river I could not cross
Only you, the rest is silence
(flash)
Gaze once
(flash)
gaze twice
(flash)
Enchanted the third time.
Taunting mountains to rise
(flash)
Tempting seas to boil
(flash)
Beguiling all senses
(flash)
Inviting kingdoms to crumble.
(flash)
The storm is upon me...
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