My eyes went up. It was sunrise. The sky turned black. It was noon A ship of the silverest. Metal. Shadowed out. All of the moon A shape. That was golden and crimson. Extend a claw. To my fra
Summer deep is in the hills again. His lady is a lioness. Winds of birds blow through the fields again. Invaders from the true worlds. A coat of grapes is on my back again. I ride upon my zebra.