never won: the fight against the tides of night
Month: June 2026
within the summer storm the congregation of flesh
uproot from bed and gaze into the merciless grey
like the seasons past we too must learn to fade
summer reveals its hand: beneath all that fury a gentleness unlike any
the path forward is a mystery a shroud of ground fog the hue of dusk fire
the quiet of this summer day cleanses the mind of all thoughts and words: void
shadows disembark: ghosts of ruined flesh cruise under the guise of the summer moon
a peculiar pulse: the warm coast slave to an alien stillness
a cult dedicated to the micro fractures of silence