The whimsical musings of

By GeorgeButler

The Lookout

"Keep a look out" it whispered
The trail
Hidden among the crackled skin
The light forms a distilled viewpoint
Hitting and reflecting off of the rest of existence

She is protecting
Waiting for the black horses
Waiting for the pending vale
The scape-goat character

When does it come?

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