Solaris upon the horizon stood and gazed upon the moon. Any army of swords and shields and bows, a war to begin at noon. Frustration of her sister’s escape was killed and eaten up. Replaced by the wrath and fear and grief that poured to fill her cup. As Moon and rays marched on the Sun, Solaris eyed her prey. “Sweet sister,” she vowed with love and hate, “You shall never rule this day.” - The Azmeri Verses 5:19-21

The Azmeri Verses 5-19-21

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