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Dec. 7th, 2005 03:01 amit'll be dawn in a few hours. off the Hawaiian coast i won't see squadrons of planes stealing through the early morning clouds. pilots won't burn in their planes on the tarmac and sailors won't drown in the harbor. they did once. and sleeping dragons roused, painting the landscape red. the scorpion's sting was bitter in its unexpected strike, and for a time, the world was on fire. the dragons should have woken sooner, but caves are dark and deep and motion comes slowly.
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Date: 2005-12-07 01:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-07 03:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-07 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-07 08:01 pm (UTC)AFD
'glad you wrote of it ;)'
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Date: 2005-12-08 01:13 am (UTC)aye.
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Date: 2005-12-08 01:14 am (UTC)*shivers*
do they drose from slumber only, or is it the memory of landscape laid waste under their anger, too, that bids them cling to dreams, past the hour of rousing?
- hg
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Date: 2005-12-08 01:27 am (UTC)both, as some legends tell, and i am wont to believe, for dragons can be most noble creatures but the wrath granted them by Nature is a sword best wielded with care.
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Date: 2005-12-08 04:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-12-10 01:32 am (UTC)i was hoping that the Hawaiian gods would honor the dragon. very little is a beautiful as the Islands on a clear day.