VISUAL PROMPT
Submitted by Katelyn Jane

Write a short story where humans are the mythical beings.
Mythical
Veins of molten light,
they walk between suns and storms
echoes shape their path.
Spinning dusk to dawn,
they whisper new worlds in sleep
time bends to their breath.
Stone hearts wrapped in skin,
they forget their burried roots
cradle stars in palms.
Written in marrow,
prophecies drift through their blood
each death births a truth.
From old wars they rise,
smoke-wreathed and red with purpose
gods who lost their names.
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