The Hunters

Far in the north
Wing through the night
Goblin-eyed owls
Spectrally white.

Far in the south,
Saucer-fed snakes
Weave through the attics
When the moon wakes.

Triune is death
For the race of the rat,
Winged owl, scaled snake,
And velvet cat.
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