It was a beautiful morning. The sunrise washed the fields in hues of pink, the birds were singing a song I seldomly hear and the breeze was soft.

Working nightshifts at our small town‘s hospital caused me to usually sleep through it, eyes barely staying open for long enough to guide me home.

In fact, this may be the first time since I‘ve lived here that I saw the sunrise in the countryside.

Fir...

among sharp rocks a monster lies

in a cavern caught up in multiple ties

bound by a power greater than itself

now it is just another book on its shelf

someone brushed its spine

the touch felt like something it could end up calling ‘mine‘

the pages bristle

throw up dust in a whistle

it wants to breathe

it feels like baring its teeth

it has awakened from its sleep

it is ready to leave...