a bare bodied knight leaps dimensions as black holes seethe with sacrilege
Month: December 2024
the autumn rain writhes like a demon too vast too wild to be named
the upside down tree bears no fruit only sacs of void hang silently from its branches
armour rusting in the salt rain her katana melts into the greedy earth
with crystal fingertips the gardener tends to the thousand petals sharp allbloom
the spell completes itself and the shadows forget how to breathe
a love conjured from the grim depths of blackened seas
unseen uncaught the world spills its secrets into the void
the living blade does not mourn when its wielder falls instead it sinks into the earth and hums softly
who will be king a dragon’s shadow a child of ash or the pale wind itself
elancharan gunasekaran 