freedom – Page 105 – elancharan gunasekaran

silence wears the bones of kings

i dreamt the prophecy in my blood the language of leviathans: unworldly floods

chaos eats its own and the winds bleed salt from tongues

the dragon is weightless a memory carried by the same winds that carried its myth

before dawn the fathers of night would trek across the sky extinguishing starmites none would be allowed to outshine their child the moon blinking stars are the battles fought and the ones who still shine can only count their days

do you vow to travel the rust void and beyond to the dead dwarf star and retrieve your kin’s kris

the goblin who drowned in dragon’s fire at the banquet table emerges a god cursed by starvation

in the glassfang meadows the shepherd of flesh is a beast without mercy

one eye sees too much: burn bloom become

drink in the black become god or become dust