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Mutterings Of An Old Hermit

Peace follows solitude

Month: October 2017

The Watch

I sit at the mouth of my cave
facing inward.

The moat is empty as
the water beasts proved defenseless.

The gates are open since
the land beasts destroyed themselves.

Overhead, the sky beasts,
with talons sheathed, watch over me.

I sit at the mouth of my cave
facing inward.

Author wwachtPosted on October 30, 2017December 8, 2017Leave a comment on The Watch

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