The Stilled Moment

A bleeding wound drips life away into the soulless sky.

The blade that sways to and fro, to and fro, broken by the calcium bones below.

Powdered lines of dust flutters by, adding glittering stars across the pool of liquid rubies.

While metal taints the silent air, a forgotten soul stands there.

Empty eyes stare blankly into what might have been.

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