©2022 Michael Raven
heather my head stone wrought gairm let no lies be shared swordpierced hollow withdrawn under water thrashing my head nightcry, wolfkin nightcry, owl cast me in western hues for the feast in three with me cauldron kept we rebirth, beating the sides red
I love the repetition of nightcry and the primal feelings here.
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Great! It means I’m getting closer to my overall intent.
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