Chapter 127 - Specter of the Fight
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Chapter 127 - Specter of the Fight
Chapter 127 - Specter of the Fight
Specter of the Fight By: Robin Hutchins
Circling high above,
Through the wind and over the cove.
A tornado do they create,
Of their own twisted mistake.
And a specter do I see,
Looking down, straight at me
Above the clouds, oh, so high
Above the sea and above the sky
Feathery wings versus leathery
Carnivore versus carnivore
Which will fall
Which will rule all
This specter is scarring me
And calling my curiosity
For he is none Ive seen before
But then I interest him no more.
The specter turns to the fight
For one has lost flight.
Plummet down to the ground
Does the feathery flyer.
And as he crashes
The winner roars
A roar not of triumph,
But of misery and sorrow
And as he follows the feathery flyer
He is leathery no more
He is changed to feathery
And now I understand
As the specter disappears
This fight was never accident
This change was never natural
The specter is the criminal
And now the feathery flyers
Have paid his price
They were mates
And are mates no more
For one is dead
And one is lost to sorrow.
Circling high above,
Through the wind and over the cove.
A tornado do they create,
Of their own twisted mistake.
And a specter do I see,
Looking down, straight at me
Above the clouds, oh, so high
Above the sea and above the sky
Feathery wings versus leathery
Carnivore versus carnivore
Which will fall
Which will rule all
This specter is scarring me
And calling my curiosity
For he is none Ive seen before
But then I interest him no more.
The specter turns to the fight
For one has lost flight.
Plummet down to the ground
Does the feathery flyer.
And as he crashes
The winner roars
A roar not of triumph,
But of misery and sorrow
And as he follows the feathery flyer
He is leathery no more
He is changed to feathery
And now I understand
As the specter disappears
This fight was never accident
This change was never natural
The specter is the criminal
And now the feathery flyers
Have paid his price
They were mates
And are mates no more
For one is dead
And one is lost to sorrow.
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