#bookinspired
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.
Jul 19, 2025
Jul 19, 2025 at 3:47 PM UTC
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
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 7:33 PM UTC