Phases

It was another world, before modern-day fiends and trolls lead way.

Then, it was approachable. Planetary species intermingling at waterholes—primordially unphased, chancing life whilst basking upon ancient sunsets yet uncontaminated by the menace of our time . . . until days of change brought what some called fate.

Now, proliferation. They’re counted and saved where deemed worthy.

Times lived, phased.

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Post prompted by Reena’s Xploration Challenge #241