Somewhere on the Border Continent between Order and Chaos on Eklipses...

FlutterOfCrows

Due to Irl issues and the start of my newest novel, I had to push back my normal release for this until this day. So please enjoy and have a good day everybody.

Glancing at the sun, it can be partially made out, with the clouds smothering the rest of it,

With a great gathering of clouds in the sky, impeding sunlight onto the land below,

Sunlight passing through with great effort, onto the plains below just so,

The small amount of rain from last night making the soil damp and muddy along with the flow of the river.

Goblins milling about below in the tall grass, hunting for prey for their tribe,

In the same tall grass, large lizards are milling about, most actively avoiding the goblin tribe,

Though some don't hide fast enough and are quickly picked up by the tribe as snacks on the go.

As I float aimlessly through the clouds in the sky, I recall the options that are with me now,

Currently hiding in the sky from both below and above through the use of [Thoughtful Flames],

Pondering the options that I have, which [Flames] I'm currently in possession of, as I idle about in the sky.

Looking down upon the plains below at the folks and animals milling about the land,

Staring at the animals below as I'm processing what may make fine targets to get the flames from,

At the rows of the goblin tribe, at the gathering of lizards, at the skittering of rabbits across the lands.

Doing my best to stay hidden, It's almost instinctive to notice the dimming of my flame in noon light,

Seems like I'll need to top off my flame soon if I want to continue my journey with any more vigor,

Cant take a risk on my [Life Flame] or [Heart Cage] being damaged, so must figure out which option is right.

If I want sapient life the only ones nearby seem to be the goblin tribe on the land below,

Though I could appear in front of them openly, I fear they won't understand, and mayhap even misunderstand my intent, 

Though...as long as it's not outright violence, my safety is assured, even if they attempt to cage or brand me as a pet,

This tribal people lacks any tools to trap a true Geint! Though... I am a bit intrigued by what culture these goblins have, so some relations are in order I believe.~

Let's just hope they survive in light of my flames,

And that their might is just right to survive my flame's delight.~

—Thoughts by Spook, Poet Extraordinaire