Ancient Flames Burning Deep

Chapter 13

Tracing memories back to an ancient, far away, land…

There could have been milk,
perhaps even honey.
Remembering conversations with a flame,
filled with some force and yearning,
like an estranged…

It’s just strange,
mystical moments while trapped in a daze. 
It’s just a gaze,
a momentary look into…

Nothing, but an incubus. 
The birth of what could be a saviour,
a North Star and a manger.

This world has become so sinister… 
It needs someone like him.

Some kind of minister.

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