Jormungand

By BLAINE ROCHE

Staff Writer

The great serpent lies in wait

Of the one destined to slay him.

Within the ocean deep,

It festers and hisses

As the earth shivers in fear.

The venom ridden maw of the titanic beast

Longs for the death of its slayer.

Surrounding all of the earth,

It lies.

Lurking, hissing, hating.

It lies.

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