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Orbs

Aug 12, 2025
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By Abhay Mall


Path is Dark and Lake  running parallel darker.

Path Elevates to Foot of Mountain that is Lush and wild.

The Cottage from  where the folks dwell, farer.

Pine trees brings whispers of the Night from the far  the places that have not any light.

Mountains house wild things that none have had any sight.

Stars gone and Moon Hides with none to guide the night.


In the cold and grave quiet with the Gaze high up. 

Luminescent Orb radiating white Glow  Appearing from Unknown Directions, swift in Pace and Tailed by other Orbs, three in fellowship.

Hovering in Triangle made  in the Dark Sky and a Terror and Bafflement to who to living.


Vanishing in the Mountains and the Horror yet not over with the other following the Trail.

Night quiet and Cold as before, continuing  to be the witness of  The Horror in The dark sky.


By Abhay Mall


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