If, Mallard

A spirit wanders, seen. He travels by spring, when winter has torn through hope. War comes, he follows. He is peace. He carries the future on his back.

If you spot him, you are safe. If you don't, prepare.

He wanders endlessly, so pray.

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UpdatedMay 21, 2024
Writing StatusFinished
Word Count2,726
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