rivers unspoken wyrm spires twist in knots along the spines of men
Tag: senryu
the ground is alive a beast of earth and root clawing at the feathers of divinity
pale winds carve stories of a time before on the faces of obsidian rock
where gods bicker over dice and planets bloom like flowers
once upon a time the stars were our shields now they drift and sing bound to none
old trees break free of earthen chains and chant in broken patterns
a phoenix breathes its final and first breath in a single act
where merfolk gather silver salt falls as tears into the seas
chaosseed burned deep into the marrow of king the void is both cradle and crown
every dawn bleeds and the question remains who will fear me?
elancharan gunasekaran 