autumn’s end the world still burns where the music was loudest
some say the queen of the void dances with the mind of deceitful men twisting their ambitions into otherworldly treachery
starlight is poison it hollows your soul and burdens your consciousness be mindful where your eyes gaze
scales fall like dead suns embertongue the father of fire molts high above the winterlands
even the fires that burned the flesh from bone burnt in the name of the mad monarch
chaos was no ally no pawn but a wound in a time of frail men
in tongues no sage or beast could name sigils untamed devoured by the dirt
library walls bleed dust and secrets a staircase turns into a serpent and beyond the jaws of book covers are worlds filled with danger and magic
hair braided in embers the fire will only speak to her she burns and churns until the sun rises from her navel
the stone eaters rise with mouths full of granite and abyssal hymns
elancharan gunasekaran 