Hey, Don’t Die on Me Now

by Lukela

Carelessly
She and I play,
The entrance to
Adventure,
Dark and unknown.
Deep within the
Shadows, we
Delve ourselves
Through
A new world.

The silence,
So sharp
You drink water
And hear
The leftovers
Crash on the ground.
Pebbles shifting,
These cat-like ears
Of mine twitching,
At the chance
For more sustenance.

Her voice,
Faint,
Light,
Like the wind
Rushing through
A field of green grass.
She can’t sing,
But she did make a wager.
Her voice grows weak,
Or is it
Just me?

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