The stillness of 

Dark before dawn

The quiet of a raging river

Spilling down the rocks.

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And the shadows

Twisting, shifting

Forming into creatures 

Best forgotten. 

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The dark demons

The evil creatures

Shifting from shadow

Into reality.

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And then

They run wild

Racing through the hills

Running through the trees

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They are untamable

Unreachable

They go where they please

They do as they wish

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And then, 

The first rays of dawn

Rising over the distant mountains

And a single woman stands there.

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A staff in one hand

The other glowing golden

She draws a symbol in the air

Golden fire etched there.

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Light, pouring through the hills

Winter's gone

Now the spring

Blooming from the ground.

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The creatures shift

They disappear

Melting back

From where they came

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The last one,

A howling wolf

Disappears in the last moments

of Dark before dawn.

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