Oak and Steel...

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... and I awoke from a

tremulous dream

full of Oak and Steel,

Ice and Fire, Blood,

Honor, Lust and Fantasy.

Then I wept as

I scratched the Surface of the Sky

with my Mind

while I searched for the

memory of her touch

on my skin and the taste of her

lips on my tongue.

But the Sun burned

my night away

with the breaking

of the dawn...

~ MCE ~

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