Tag: fiction

the forest grim as witness a protodravidic goddesss rids herself of her captors’ chains and conceptualises their death

magic or madness i cannot say the tongue burns on something older than fire

the soft light of day on untamed roads snaking into oblivion

bones abandoned cracked open slow by time’s teeth

in the absence of breath nothingness can win a war

in the chaos of unmaking a dryad laughs herself into dust

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

a nameless girl held out her hand and time like sand flows out in a constant stream vanishing into the abyssal maws of the deathwurm