Thursday, May 15, 2003

by Skald Hareksson

Omens of death today:
I talked with a dead friend in my dreams,
And awoke to find a cat by the road.

I was a guest of The Most Noble Prince...
who dreamed of my death.

A snake caught a frog and pulled him underwater--
I saved him.

This is a strange time.
Whispers of mortality on the wind.

Jessica is dead
But the shadows have come alive.

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