bEtwEeN tWiLigHt aNd dAwN
...the white mares of the moon rush along the sky...
...beating their golden hoofs upon the glass heaven...
...the white mares of the moon are all standing on their hind legs...
...pawing at the green porcelain doors of the remote heavens...
...fly, mares!...
...strain your utmost...
...scatter the milky dust of stars...
...or the tiger sun will leap upon you and destroy you...
...with one lick of his vermilion tongue...
