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Leaves quake as wings rush.
Geese lift. Golden coins lightly
rest on farewell trail.
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One cocoon twitches; my screaming must have disturbed it. It’s followed by a sound like the shaking of a cobra’s tail. A dry rattle sends a shiver down my spine. The rest of the cocoons respond the same way, as if communicating with one another; the cave fills with rattling. The glow becomes stronger as they vibrate and bathes the cave floor in an eerie blue light.
By N J Delmasa day ago in Chapters
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Oh wow, that was so beautiful. Loved your Haiku!