the dragon is weightless a memory carried by the same winds that carried its myth
Tag: art
before dawn the fathers of night would trek across the sky extinguishing starmites none would be allowed to outshine their child the moon blinking stars are the battles fought and the ones who still shine can only count their days
do you vow to travel the rust void and beyond to the dead dwarf star and retrieve your kin’s kris
the goblin who drowned in dragon’s fire at the banquet table emerges a god cursed by starvation
in the glassfang meadows the shepherd of flesh is a beast without mercy
one eye sees too much: burn bloom become
drink in the black become god or become dust
words and dust to scaffold the fragile world we’ve created the question remains how long will this last?
the incense trail finds the frail mind and the illusion of paradise crumbles
look within and ask what will the quiet birth this spring night
elancharan gunasekaran 