Presence in Another Room

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Smoking shadows
wafting out of the past
lingered on the other side of the present
conjuring,
dancing in disjointed syncopation.
Glimpsed askance,
a presence in another room,
a deadly trigger with a key.

Whispered warnings
perceiving other outcomes
recognized the danger in mirrored eyes,
realizing
other courses were possible.
Unwanted recollection
was the presence in another room.
She closed the door.

©May 2017, February 2022
Christina Anne Hawthorne

About Christina Anne Hawthorne

Alive and well in the Rocky Mountains. I'm a fantasy writer who also dabbles in poetry, short stories, and map making. My Ontyre tales are an alternative fantasy experience, the stories rich in mystery, adventure, and romance. Alternative fantasy? Not quite steampunk. Not quite gothic. In truth, the real magic is in those who discover what's within.
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