Up From the Hunt Above

by Occult Fan

Thunderous the million hooves on hard cracked mesa plane

storms of sand occluding skies acrost barren terrain

terror in the hearts of men

matched by the fate of those that day

under the quatrain coloured stallion

trumpets and voids at bay

colloquially it was deemed

At Cataclysm’s Eve

but those who knew

and saw all who flew

yet were slain

knew that was the Heavenly Hunt,

that day

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