Last Steps
by Victor Senske
Sun setting
Moon rising
Stars like embers in a field of ash
The green felt covers the ground
Faint buzzing is all around
The soft felt turns to hard stone
Cold underfoot
Roaring, rumbling
Large plates of light are seen
A cry emmited
Muffled and cut short by the rumbling
Darkness consumes everything
Then, there is no more
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