Battle of the Dragons

A veil of adamantine drawn, a drape across the sky, a timeless void of vacancy, that turns and with a sigh confronts the womb of rising day, a birth that with its cry like infant tears announces years of life those lights supply. – It gashes out—a flame of red, a streak of scarlet wine […]

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For the Would-Be Novelist

(in hopes that he would finish his novel that I would really, really, REALLY like to read) 🙂 If all the stories ever told could fly, they’d rise like dazzling dragons through the air to breathe their flames like colors everywhere and make a moving canvas of the sky. We’d catch them one by one […]

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