hair braided in embers the fire will only speak to her she burns and churns until the sun rises from her navel
Author: Elancharan இளஞ்சேரன்
the stone eaters rise with mouths full of granite and abyssal hymns
back to the heart of the forest grim where you become a seed where you become a blasphemous scream
blighted roots write eulogies for the autumn sun
the gods have gone silent as winter devours the last of barren trees
clouds turn feral racing like wolves across the barren sky driven to the brink of madness by the sight of the autumn moon
the spell did not listen it grew teeth tore through the dimensions ate his shadow and vanished
to the edge of the world where dragons sleep to the whispers of: order is a lie
war and rust creeps through the winter fog let it stay let it have its say
a crownless king ascends to the stars brittle as his ego baked clay they say in the old tongue