touch alone tells a tale of leaves burnt blue by the echoes of lost gods
Tag: art
fire between letters and the breath between words to give meaning to madness
in the absence of breath nothingness can win a war
in the chaos of unmaking a dryad laughs herself into dust
one last hunt: the winter seas bloom and froth fangs of salt upon mortal shores
the lungs of the slumbering beast reshapes the wind and the land ripples in terror
every sigh and word is a door and doors are hungry things eager to devour your soul’s essence
the winter winds bow to no throne and when it sings all things break
step into the temple of no doors chant the unimaginable and watch the gods blink in a mysterious code
vines of ink pour from cloud scattered letters each a waterfall of memories
elancharan gunasekaran 