cold winds flow with predatory grace late into the morning
Month: February 2026
winter after dawn i wake only to find that the forest has moved on
we are bearers of the void accept that within the hollow of flesh and bone are caves of silence
cold winds flow with predatory grace late into the morning
winter after dawn i wake only to find that the forest has moved on
we are bearers of the void accept that within the hollow of flesh and bone are caves of silence