Splatters of silver moonlight mark dark cloud valleys,
silent scampers of fox paws echo in the loom.
The empty azure shines with gleaming emptiness,
the morning cloud engulfed and tumbled in fox flames.
Image found here: http://yamato-japan.blog.cz/0906/kitsune
I’d written this before NaPoWriMo and forgot all about it. So I figured I’d let it go.