Short stories, (PJO, HP, Sanders Sides, anything really. I take requests!)

blackthorn leaves

So I wrote a poem thing!

or a nursery rhyme. something.

three-leaved, three-eyed, thrice-burnt

north, south, west, leave

sodden blackleaf on the firespit turnt

no one will journey east.

rising sun is burnt black moon

the fire has reached the sea

don't dare but to beg a boon

hold still, hold still, one two three

third eye, sixth sense, your mouth is sewn shut.

marrow and bone, flesh and blood.