vile beasts disguised as children ringing bells and laughing along the pale river
Tag: literature
heroes devolve from the trauma and crawl back into cocoons
one vision shows that you never left your glass prison and another shows you trying to stay afloat in a catastrophic whirlpool
ritual: smoke rises shaped like a pilgrim impaled by war spears
the bard was set on fire and he sang his last to an empty throne
the summer mist wakes to the humming in the hills
she walks the cracked earth with a staff grown from contagion and fills skull jars with disease
a mad god dangles upside down from paradise spilling rain and lightning from his mouth
when you start to fade live louder than you ever did
in the garden of chaos bells ring when blasphemy blooms
elancharan gunasekaran 