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![]() All colors of fire will surround thine eyes when the forest's great rhythm calleth down that woodfolk give pause and look to the sky and take heed. Mighty Sol's long shadows sound warning that Dis Pater soon will be 'round. So shed summer wings as trees shed their leaves, burrow for safety twixt roots in the ground-- It's Qanik the prize for faeries' conceit, pridefulness born of when warm days abound-- Leaf litter's littered, mortality found. Author's note: The item is written in decuain format. One stanza, ten lines of ten syllables each, containing a rhyme scheme of: ABABBCBCAA, ABABBCBCBB, or ABABBCBCCC. Written for a contest, the image was the prompt. Dis Pater: In ancient mythology, the ruler of the underworld and of death. Qanik: One of many inuit words for snow or snowflake. Specifically, it means "newly fallen snow"
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