Mystic Shadow

In a valley of mist, hush-hush and slow,Lived Mystic Shadow with a shimmer-soft glow.With horns tipped in sunshine and scales like the sea. She didn’t roar or breathe fire.She shimmered and slithered with a soft swagger.When nighttime grew thick,And small critters whispered, “Oh dear…” Mystic would stretch from pebble to tree,A glittering bridge for the wiggly and wee.Not bright like a lightning bolt flashing in the sky,Just gentle and glowy and quietly nigh. So if you feel small in the shadowy…

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