a love conjured from the grim depths of blackened seas
Tag: fiction
unseen uncaught the world spills its secrets into the void
the living blade does not mourn when its wielder falls instead it sinks into the earth and hums softly
who will be king a dragon’s shadow a child of ash or the pale wind itself
every rib a spire and every skull a throne as bones parade in rebellion
two coins for the dead and the sky’s last laugh a witch brews rivers of ink
foam froths forth from tongues older than the bones of trees
a prophet dances in flames to taste the ashes of tomorrow
not birthed but carved from the silver marrow of forsaken moons
ion storm lips holding together the fabric of timespace
elancharan gunasekaran 