Liquid fire below
He stands on the edge
Other side of the cave
His heart is gripped by Malgroth
Wrath courses through his veins
Anxiety crackles in the air
Udbega swims in his head
Gaultheria presses his scalp
He is near it
Near jumping
Near the meltdown
But he holds on
Keeps on talking
Keeps on hiding
A rock slams into his back.
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Trinity: Finding and Gathering
PoetryThe gathering of forces to combat the darkness. A metaphorical tale into the mind. Book One. All my poetry goes on Insta way before it comes here. instagram.com/milestriespoems
