Hot Bloom was laying on
A narrow empty lawn.
She fully fell asleep.
Cold Wind leaned over her
to sure He was alone
in senses on the field.
Wind had completely sure
Bloom was asleep as her
frail chest was rising up
and down too slowly. So
Cold Wind was then free for
retiring during lull.
He quickly left the field.
Wind felt a faint thrill
of being opened up
By slaves of sleeping Bloom.
He stepped aside black looms.
Dark night was falling down.
It wrapped him into black
thick cloth, trying to help
to wind to hide in fog.
Wind hurried to the place,
where one day had been caged
to find his magic cloak…
by Thea Ariss
28.10.2024
Escape. The Kingdom of the Sun
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2024
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