Dawn broke over
bodies, slumbering;
casting its sharp eye in relief over
backs, breasts, knees;
mountains, hills, rolling greens…
English countrysides, where honeysuckles
were left bereft
from wintry clutches.
But deep below the crevasses,
hearts rumbled,
ready to awaken
© Zelda Reville
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The wind across the ville whispered to my ear that the third was on the way. It’s that true?
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Backups! Where is he? The third’s kinda late lol
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The ville claims; your responsability
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Oh dear…but I only have a rusty scabbard sword with me, will that do?
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I’ve seen incredible things with oil. Why not?
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Take thy sword, and be on your way to save the third 🌠
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I only got to know one sword
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Oooh I will watch later 👍
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