Tuesday, July 23, 2013

A Twisted Gap in Time

She tripped over a wrinkle in the liquid realm of sleep
And fell through the whirlwind within her mind’s eye.

She landed hard in a carnival of a twisted gap in time
Where the sure fantasy of her naïve adolescent life’s view
Bled to the raw horror of a deadly untamed reality.

For in this world the Dragons breathed their death breath of fire
So that where forests once stood tall in their immaculate majesty
Now stretched nothing but a barren land of ash, a crimson molten pyre.

The air swirled to leave a dank dark dust that drowned out the light of day
While hot embers raked the air like rain that fell to burn beneath her feet.

From all around her wild whispers rose to red ragged screams
That tore through the silken sound of her silent night of dreams. 

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