Church bells echoing
Stepping through a tear in time
Into a ghost realm.
Upon frozen peaks
A dragon winds through the clouds
Unseen by all men.
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Author:
Mirela (
Offline) - Published: May 9th, 2026 02:54
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments3
Very nicely written whether real in the clouds or surreal in the mind. Well done
Thank you!
Most welcome
This feels like loss, and the journey onwards.
Clever use of words, fav.
Thanks Paul
well said
Thanks
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