Hope

Though reality
Is often stark there is a
Place where the Queen wears
Creativity for a
Crown and inspiration flows.

Change

Alone in the dark
She waited for the door to
Open unsure of
What stood on the other side
But her heart open to it.

Strength

Our cries make them
Tremble with the ground as it
Quakes with silent strength
Though pain may rack our lands
We refuse to be silent.

Eclipse

Once in a circle
The earth catches up to the
Moon cloaking her in
Its glowing red shadow then
The cycle begins anew.

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This is Jaya Avendel’s second feature with The Short of It. You can read her first here. Jaya lives in the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia, where she dips her pen into the inkwell of fantasy and prose. Often inspired by life in the forest around her, she writes at Nin Chronicles. 

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