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Crucible of Legends II
Possibilities, like children, navigate the classable realms, settling upon the measurable. Amorous piglets, their peachy snouts delve, rooting through the trash heap of desire. "In a time beyond now," wheatenly speaks the tale-spinner, plucking a clover, pale and crowned with stardust, among the untamed grains sown in the depth of breath. She informs a story of the jewel hung in ghastly night, makes dark fright beauteous and her old face new. I crave an eye bathed in Bengal's blaze, eternity riding a celestial pyre, Cetus dancing on an ocean canvas, whose seas flow no fresher than the confessions' wicked drippings. These realms are places of wonder, where pigments of reality and fantasy blend, and I am compelled to dwell within my cresset, explorer of the shining glimmers. Sipping the subtle freshness, a learner from the lessons of Experience, I gaze through colored glass, where each tint reveals and re-veils truth like a story. I wait to touch of hem of a thunderbird, whose wings span the horizon, whose voice shakes the earth and sky, whose feathers spark the fire of inspiration. And I believe I will, someday, when I soar beyond the dawn.
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