.Cold hunter's knife,
washed in a silver rain.
Threaded wings and pierced by those claws that cling
to the throats and hands of death.
Bold, brazen child
who said you could do these things.
Made from rain and light blowing in from space.
Now, to kill, and fight, and hide your.
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