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Master of Midnight by ToBeOrNotToBeAGryffindor

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Author's Note: A tritina is a rigidly structured poem which specifically arranges the last words of each line in three stanzas of three lines apiece, followed by a single line. Each stanza has the same three words ending the lines, only in a different order. The last line contains all three of those words in a single line. Confused? I heart Google, baby. :D

 

 

Bending, twisting, seething—the night takes over me.
I bathe in the wanton glow of the moon,
A glorious transformation of flesh and bones.

Tearing, contorting, detaching—lunar ecstasy soaks into my bones.
I revel in the power that it gives me,
A supernatural dominion of the moon.

Prowling, chasing, lusting—the hunger comes with the moon.
I stalk my prey, feeling their fear in my bones,
A tribute to the midnight lord, to me.

Bow to me, the sentinel of the moon, the master of sinew and bones.

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