a crownless king ascends to the stars brittle as his ego baked clay they say in the old tongue
Tag: fiction
each word chaos reborn a spellbook inked in liquid rhyme
strumming till fingertips bleed the bard dishes out his wildest on dragonbone strings to tavern cheers
blood shadow blind and bold with a stroke of the crimson blade a universe dies
your bones belong to the moss and your blood to the sap
the wizard king folds emerald fire crafting a wyvern that hungers for the sight of destruction
roses and lilacs a kiss of glory by the grim face of oblivion
ghosts weep golden ichor their hymns soundless beneath a sky of raven wings
the citadel is a beast of rubble and cogs flesh occupying the shadows and deep within its machinations is an ancient spark that dreams of sentience and conquest
jagged veins of bloodquartz gathers the sky tremors and stray lightning all in a terrifying pulsing rhythm