only the villain crowned in ash dances upon the unravelling
Tag: fantasy
the sun dies each day for this: as rivers became veins of fire
a laugh that cracks mountains a laugh that swallows gods the wyrm wakes
a maiden with a thousand faces sits in silence waiting for the darkest night to arrive
when you truly begin to understand that the quiet is part of the chaos
bodies dissolve into soft pink mists battleships torn asunder
here lies a universe untamed a galaxy undone by its own children
the autumn moon calls me kin and every step forward breaks the bones of creation
each severed neck births a new verse a raucous melody
a king’s crown melts and sprouts into a garden of blades
elancharan gunasekaran 