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Drakos

 
A thousand lives in a slitted blink,
then a slow,
fixed
stare.

Cosmic scatters shine
in the great eye,
deepest at dusk.

Armored muscles shift
in their tectonic rumblings
and iron talons flex.

A hot rush of wings presses
shadow grasses down.

In its wake, solemn silence vows
its return.







Written by Atakti
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