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Watch the Flame
Contributed by
Spellofnature
on
Saturday, 27th May 2006 @ 03:57:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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There is a cloaked figure Who is gracefully moving through the trees It wore a dark robe, hooded
I was once pure, nave to this atrocity
Once I slumbered peaceful, and the wind awoke me It was the figure. I padded my paws toward him silently I stalked it like prey
The figure seemed to dance, to glide with the wind It moved to a moonlight covered clearing And I rested my chin in my paws watching
It reached its arms toward the constellations And a flame grew on its fingertips I grew nervous, I yelped The figure turned its front to me
I stood up, bared my teeth The creature removed its robe in mimicry It was a young human child Though I still felt uneasy
It had such a sinister scowl on its face And what was this magic that it had summoned?
It turned to me and giggled Threw a stone in my direction I was confused I could not understand why
The child proceeded to conjure this flame And rendered the forest alight Trees were torched into a luminous oblivion I reared back and whimpered, my home!
Im broken down Leaves catch fire resting on the ground Spreading embers, burning the forest down
What was the cause for this, So this is the seed of humankind? I suppose all I can do is sit back and watch the flames.
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Spellofnature
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2006-05-27 15:57:21] (Date/Time posted on
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