🅻ips of volcan, hiding six rows of the sharpest teeth
🆄topia Slasher, Stealer of the Heat,
🅼onster of Darkness, Beast!
🅾bsidian claws slashing away through reality
🆂hadows dancing to this villainous beat
🅸n a world of Light, Darkness now reigns
🅰nd no one - but the Beast - is to blame
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Twelve Days of Spring
Historia CortaA Collection of Poetry and Short Stories for various challenges throughout spring 𝙑𝔦𝚌𝖙𝗼𝑟𝙞𝕖𝘀 - Hᴏɴᴏᴜʀᴀʙʟᴇ Mᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ: "Splashes of Indigo"
