The way of kings crossed
cold magic, the Magician.
In the forests of the Night
the Candidates matched
the power of six new moons,
the watchers breaking dawn.
so I thought I'd try creating a poem from some titles of books on my bookshelves. This is just a start. I might keep working on it and see how long and how many titles I can include in it. I think the only rules I'll keep is that I can only add conjunction words and (s) or (ed) at the ends of words to make them work. I think I'll randomly capitalize some of the words that are actually capitalized in titles to break up the fluency of it so it stands out more that those were once capitalized.
~T
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