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  • So each day is woven
    strands of once upon a time
    through a warp of ever after
    here they touch
    there they cross
    a whisper of threads
    line by line
    patterning what might be
    echoing what was

    three brothers a wandering
    a maiden fair
    a silver stag beneath a golden tree

    a crystal palace cold as ice
    giants round a frozen fire
    a sword forged upon a star

    gold as black as midnight
    a silver web
    holy prophets calling armies from the sand

    gods of stone and darkness
    the sun's children rise in brilliant fury
    towers of fire rend the sky

    today is no less probable than any that came before
    all our stories lie between the threads of ever after and once upon a time
    the story happens between the lines
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