halls of fractured mirrors each reflection more treacherous than the last
Tag: fiction
in a grim attempt at chaos warcries echo across wildflower fields
where the storm slithers overhead the divine hand of the gardener at work
colours defy the cosmic spectrum of darkness
shapes never meant for the light petals speak in embers and starfire
on streets paved with tongues you are either shadow or dead
hands become a labyrinth as bones sing in worship of winter’s coming
an oath sharp as thunder’s spine chaos rides its warhorse upon fallen stars
only the villain crowned in ash dances upon the unravelling
the sun dies each day for this: as rivers became veins of fire
elancharan gunasekaran 