Brazen (Elfje)


You're stalked
Through snowfilled winter
Copper feathers all gleaming


24 thoughts on “Brazen (Elfje)

  1. I loved this R. It reminded me of a time my dad and I were cycling down a country road near Lampeter and a car had run over two pheasants, my dad pulled up, put them in his jacket and carried on cycling. I was stuck by his mercy until we got home, one had died, one lived, the one who lived was set to fly away, the one who died was dinner. Suffice to say, my romantasized notion changed a tad after that! 😉

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