Circles Poem Novels & Stories

Iero always shares to him the poems he learned from his teacher, and also the poems that he wrote, asking him if the ones that he had written were good. Sybb coughed as he cleared his throat before he opened his lips to speak. "Like a river of diamonds in the sky, accompanied by the round ball of pearl in the darkness, its light kissing the leaves of the trees that grew cold and were blown away by the harsh wind, traveling to many places in the darkness, not knowing how many people it touched.” He said. “Oh!” Everyone's eyes widened in surprise when they heard Sybb’s words.

The clearing feels smaller than it ever has. Or maybe it’s just the weight of the eyes on me, dozens of them, sharp and curious, pressing in from every direction as if the forest itself were holding its breath. The moon hangs high above us, pale and unblinking, bathing the stone circle in silver light. It’s the same place where ceremonies are held and where wolves are named, bonded, and punished. Where truth is dragged into the open. My wrist burns.

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But I can't stop staring. The fire has destroyed everything. The leather is gone. The words are gone. The strange symbols are gone. Everything except that circle. It sits in the ashes, untouched. Not burned. Not even scorched. A cold knot tightens in my stomach as I realize something that makes my blood turn to ice— The circle isn't surviving the fire. The fire is avoiding it.