A Poem about Nature, Congress, and Mythological Beings
I sing of the sky electric, Whirling, and enigmatic — Of black clouds and hot white flashes and the Loud-Thundering
Breaking down mystical practice and crafting new ritual tech.
I sing of the sky electric, Whirling, and enigmatic — Of black clouds and hot white flashes and the Loud-Thundering
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