And the gods laughed.

Apr 21, 2007 20:50

The thrush knocked upon the stoney door,
and could not fathom anymore.
What inside could lie,
if a dragon I shall die.
The moon rose more and more,
and the waves crashed against the shore.
Hear my cry those inside,
so I may not fear that I die.
(to be continued)
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