A Time Lord
don’t
blink
or else
the gravel
will harden your sight -
victory of weeping angels.
the waterfall of tears - Niagara iced over.
beware foreboding avarice of twilight, capricious wings, ferocious-flying fangs
Who
might
find you
(The Doctor)
but will she be late?
panic hears the tardis wheezing
the quantum-locked humanoids cover their eyes to hide
from a powerful wake of provoked anger, a cold sober time lord busts their veneer
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