The Sentinel. Akemi
The Sentinel’s clunking clogs rusted groaned as it curved and twisted dangerous,
It’s long metallic body stretched like long as the the looming clouds above
The Sentinel’s sharp spikes ready to tear
It’s skin shone with the salty water reflecting in the fading
shining through the gloom the Sentinel’s eye burned like a flame
The Sentinel’s teeth rusted with age bared at life.
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