Red-tailed Odyssey
It was then Death called out to her.
First it flirted, and then courted her.
Death beckoned with a bony,
featherless wing.
Do nothing, friend Lily, Death whispered.
You are safe with me, dear Lily, Death cooed.
Come to me, my darling Lily, Death coaxed.
Lily awoke and struggled, freed herself
of the ghastly embrace.
Death and darkness lurked below--
Light and life beckoned from above.
Chapter 15
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