Fleshlands

Author: Yolanda Rippin

Ingesting bread at rivers mouth, Fuels nether regions to the south. The palace under grassy hill, Trade routes abreast the fire doth fill. Watchtowers see the enemy come, Chords at all extremities strum. Piston-legs and weapon-arms, Stomach-ocean seeking calm. Sword seeks cup and snake finds heel, Lumbering giants boast appeal.
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