Rebel Queen, she ran naked in her och-red skin
Roaring to the winds
Her Brothers
To the sun
Her Father
With fangs bared, polished like stones
She sneered
Growled
Hissed
Spat
Brilliant vermillion claws caught you unawares
Before you touched the ground
She'd dis-appeared,
Melted into the air.
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