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He hunts in the Spine
The woods erupt warmth and light
The deer bolts, affright
A blue stone? No – dragon’s egg
She, Saphira Bjartskular.
The second in a four-part tanka series inspired by The Inheritance Cycle.
A quiet moment before everything changes—fear, fate, and something ancient stirring in the Spine.

Stay tuned for the next piece in the series.
Her fingers plucked
the strings-
vibrating

all over
me

She struck
against
the hollow
wood

on her knee

Her bow
danced across
the
silvery strings
She breathed

in
and

out
and started

playing double time
for me
I imagined this as a song

— The End —