Game Heavy as candles He loved and often dreamed Almost scared Full of grief and longing There had once been more Calling in her absence The scent of prey Nothing sweet with the word of autumn Furiously shivering and sleepness nights Secret places and dreams he'd dreamt Joining in his grief Hollow and quavering Tossed bones aside Exulting, strong and swift Alone, searching and never finding In rage
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