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Epilogue over
To maneuver
Towards closure
Cria’s fortnight
Of flight
Has restored
Her might
In grief
Onward into
Seldom sight
Hence forth
Realizing a
Myth upon
The rise
Expelling her
Breathe gasping
Logically leery
Her battle
Drew query
Beginning within
Fighting those
Bentley twins
A soldier
Of fortune
Fortunately so
Her deeds
Misplaced a
Restless whoa
Moving forward
Without foe
Unheeded she
Believed in
Nesting like
Stricken bees
Striking a
Plea full
Scene for
Eyes then
Began begging
In the
Thickening plot
Prides parade
Belting the
Myth of
A Good-
Wolf fighting
To allot
Beyond those
Circumstances landed
Observed as
Outlandish to
An Outlander
In a
Pitiful pander
Onto the
After that
Cria’s crisscrossed
Tracks begat
Yet another
Meaningful meander
The forest
Folds hold
Hardships galore
Yet she
Traces towards
Relishing contours
Embellishing moments
Ravishment within
A plot
Twist stirring
Consistently forthcoming
Into a
Graceful day
For Crias
A stray
Who strayed
Away from
A predators
Instinctive ways
Cria outgrew
Old days
Pursing new
Ways for
What lays
Within her
Womb she
Did in loom
Of ill-gotten
Dormant doom
With her
Noise pressed
To the
Sky she
Celebrates life
Howling too
The moon
