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6. The Old One’s Prophetic Dreams
by Thomas Davis The Old One flew past layer after layer In dreams so vivid that they seemed to smell Of human sweat around a blazing fire Inside the villager’s great meeting hall. The hunter she had...
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8. Shock and the Weirding of Boundaries
by Thomas Davis Ssruann’s long neck jerked up into the air And twisted to the cave’s night opening. Outside the storm still raged and howled with winds. She was awake, prophetic dreams had fled. The...
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10. Not Just a Little Girl Alone
by Thomas Davis I The morning light spilled on the floor and woke Wei from a dreamless sleep. She yawned and stretched, Got up into the cold of early morning. She built a fire to take the chill away,...
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12. Weaving and Dragon Song
by Thomas Davis Ruanne sat by the small triangle window, The morning light a comfort past the storm. She pumped the small wood loom and fed the strands Of hair from mountain sheep into the shuttle, Her...
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13. The Substance of Light
by Thomas Davis The frost upon the window melted, Wei Stared out at evening skies and watched as dragons Launched flight from caves in numbers greater than She’d ever seen before, their colored scales...
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14. The Beginning of War
an epic poem by Thomas Davis I. Sshruunak fled high into the winter skies. He left the concave as his blood raged fear, Leaped from the nearest ledge into the air And blindly flew toward the mountain...
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29. Another Dragon Scale
an epic poem by Thomas Davis Beside the pond’s white, frozen face, the sound Of water from the stream beneath the ice A muffled music in the morning air, Wei waved her arms and conjured motes Of fire...
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32. Mmirrimann Inside the Conclave He Called
an epic poem, The Dragon Epic, by Thomas Davis 1. The weirding shocked Ssruanne awake and stirred Inside of her a fear that made her hearts A double drum vibrating in her bones. Beside her Mmirrimann...
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47. Living Inside Chaos
a passage from The Dragon Epic by Thomas Davis 1 The dire wolf woke Ruarther from his daze. A male as large as any that he’d seen, Eyes red, fur ragged, black as moonless nights, Snarled, bold, into...
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Invocation to the Epic Muse
by Thomas Davis The string's untuned! Degree, priority And place, insisture, course, proportion, form, Season, office, custom–all are made Disordered, mutinous, as unified As raging seas and shaking...
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