Perched
At the edge
Of the gloaming;
Teetering,
You dare
Yourself
To fall
Into the wild,
Thrumming
Heart
Of the unknown.
Because you
Have only
Ever known
The quiet
Of a life
Unanswered.
Because
You are tired
Of standing still
When you
Can hear
The call;
The silver bells
Of destiny.
And you
Were always meant
To slay dragons.

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