KWK 203
“Lyrical is the weaving Peacock that plays the loom beneath the full moon.
In splendid dance, it sees not where it steps, hoping to learn how to fly.
Nearby, the Mockingbird hides behind the cresting edge of the bad moon,
waiting for agreed upon sign, its eyes upon a finer prize than most;
A spot-eyed feather plume.”
-Night of the Magpies, by Endrigo Styvesant
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