Tag: fiction

madness is the only term for this: when stars and cosmic darkness leak from the edge of dreams

there are things in the mist that speak softly when you lose your way in the forest trail dangerous things that will deny you warmth and sustenance an eagerness for otherworldly deviance

winter dawn silence is declared sacred ground

swords replanted into the battlefield war never ends does it

certainty is gently exiled

the deep remembers every drowned face l

mind’s eye: silver is the shade of the grim transmission

ritual by omission the bonfire removes haunting shadows by the hour

Happy New Year dear friends! Wishing you calm, joy and strange miracles in 2026! Cheers!

the year begins with mist will it end in flames?