Larksong Grotto the haunted palace
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once upon a time, a man named Reek had made his home here, among the rocks and the songbirds.

today, his great-granddaughter lie still, near the pool, sent tumbling down by none other than his daughter.

blood spilling blood. and a bloodied girl, in coat and condition. 

o, Reek! look what your children hath wrought.

a lark touches down, just shy of her muzzle, pecking at the sun-baked ground for morsels of food. flies settle on her ribs, insistent, biting. 

the barest breath stirs the dust. 

not enough to rid herself of pests and passers-by,

but enough to go on. 

Larksong Grotto, a chapter in the life of yet another Redtail. 

and the birds, they sing. . .
but see, amid the mimic rout,
a crawling shape intrude —
a blood-red thing that writhes from out
the scenic solitude
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the haunted palace - by Avicus - July 04, 2021, 07:40 PM