Wapun Meadow pictoratus

the dark ears flicked.

the presence pressed.

germanicus gave no sign he had noticed. the eagle crossed the threshold of red sand and approached the boulder at its entrance.

once he had met a scarlet child.

once he had met her father twisted in flesh as well as mind.

and it was beside them he had gone to fight in the sunspire.

there were no remnants of them now. 

he allowed the primeval forest to swallow him. in its stillness he veiled himself behind thick foliage and listened.