Fearless

I am fearless.

Now go into the night, kiss the hand of Hades and fly with the Furies on a black winged horse

Become the one who walks within the ash and the ruins

I am watching you.

Growing your fur and scratching behind your war-torn ears

Making your den from the lies you have been before

Let them rest now, for their work is done

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I am growing within you.

Feed me with magic and books, with words and spells and infinite exploration

Water me with tears and fog and solitary rain

Bring me honey cakes and songs from the forest and walk with me away from the shackles of yourself

We will chase the stars together.

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