***
Maybe
the demons
would still call me young
and brash
for my quest.
But
I’d just say I’m mortal;
my closeness to death
has made me sharper
and wiser in ways
they’ll never boast.
If you taste poison
you can avoid it,
if you lose one foot
you learn a second way to move,
if your time can end
you eke out more existence
from every minute.
And yes,
even with magic,
any minute
my life could end.
And if I die, these letters will halt
with no explanation.
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Jordyn Saelor 