The wolves are howling,
but I do not fear. I cry
out to the moon too.
πΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊπ
This was written for Prompt #10 on Chloe Rose Violet's October Prompts list:
πΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊππΊπ
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Kelsey Clarey
She/Her/Fae/Faer. I live in Nova Scotia, Canada. I mostly write poetry and flash fiction currently, a lot of it fantasy/folklore/fairy tale inspired. I also like to do a lot of fiber arts and design TTRPGs.
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Comments (3)
Beautiful
Stunning poem!
ur dope <3