on the cusp of winter and spring the bloodmist sings to lost souls
Tag: fiction
fire bends to the smithy’s will and metal dreams of war before it is struck
none dare approach the living tower of scales that spews a column of azure fire into the whirlpool of skysea
a metal vulture transmits a frequency: the war is a lie
strapped to a concrete slab flesh writhes as silver termites devour thoughts
a blade named futureblood grants you the ability to sense another being’s death
whispers from oblivion’s choir: unmake yourself
the forest remembers where the witch has passed trees scarred
anarchy blooms in every field: wildflower uprising
it drifts low a predatory cloud heavy with ancient gravity
elancharan gunasekaran 