THE BOG DWERCH
By Kat Clements White wyrms lick with flaming tongues The iron as it glows. Red-hot, the metal dragon’s roars Are lost beneath my blows. Between the strikes I hear a call: An unknown…
Inspiring Faith and Creativity & Exploring the Arts through a Spiritual Lens
By Kat Clements White wyrms lick with flaming tongues The iron as it glows. Red-hot, the metal dragon’s roars Are lost beneath my blows. Between the strikes I hear a call: An unknown…
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