Peeling the Dark

.............iiiiiiiii................. strewn on the laboring dark much too quenched by the very ink of a smothering wind, her layered cry out-thumps a mortal bid of wretched reels defining some plea of farewell, “ go and leave me to dwindle in the dust; save yourself if you must!”… her vanishing beads of rosary melt on the salt of a thunder groan withering among phantoms of shapeless, unknown sands now so ravaged by the stark black of a night disheveled by hairs of fear and rotting despair. it is said that a flicker of moon throbbing inside her reached out , extracting this sliver of light to glimmer among her inner veins, that for some blessed hint of phoenix rising she clasps that golden orb whirling on a dot of flame, as if to whisper,” claim me in your hands and release this golden ray.. let it touch his head, across the blind drifts of vapors cast by Laverna's spell. be the one.. be one to bridge the light.” as blankness looms between curtains of time tipsy, her knees figure in a sway limping yet running in a daze beyond a dimensionless pace opening a gateway that zooms glittering spins unto his cinder-ash head… and his power flashes a might of bolt piercing the blank gloom of doom, an exuberant eternal dawn burns where life forms arise. ................................................ *Laverna--- Roman Goddess of the Underworld (( for Matt Caliri’s “ Finish the Dream “ Contest ))