long dead machinations and contraptions stir in the gut of paradise with binary implications 000: remain in sleep 110: activate obliteration protocol
Tag: fantasy
the winter cat purrs soft and finds warmth in dreams
the first kind word is said and now the oceans swell with pride
winter like a necrotic spell burns slow in our bones
will darkness remember its role after we’ve left this world for the next
the riot of tides in the absence of the winter moon
mid dream the biting cold interrupts a blissful sleep
grey streets littered with them fallen from grace the wingless and faithless what will it take to light a little fire in their hearts
fog trap the face of the culprit never fades
dry eyes oh winter sky would you cry for me
elancharan gunasekaran 