"You cannot do this"
"My fire burns bright."
"Until it goes out."
"It won't"
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The ancient winds shift and change
And I launch myself into the air
A familiar hum of magic flowing through me
The storm flickers all around me
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The center of the darkness
A swirling cloud
And shadowed behind it
The source of the pain
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Our lands have been ruined
The fires broken
The light extinguished
By the power that resides here
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My fire is strong
But I have to admit
Can I really do this?
The darkness is wide
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I step on the wind
As it carries me forward
To my destiny
And my doom.
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But as darkness grows in power
Light grows to match
And so as I strike
I feel fire fill me
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Magic fills my blood
Down to the smallest parts of me
I can hold no more
I flicker on the edge of death
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Then the serpent fights back
A shape of pure death
He forgets,
That the storm gives both our power
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The fire is hot
Burning bright
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Stardust
PoetryWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
