Heresy in Death
The afterlife is a huge plane, not flat.There are plateausThe plateaus are as large as needed; each is a realm protected by
Tag: death
Enemy of my Enemy
The enemy of my EnemyMay not be a friend to meMay share the same enmityThat created my first enemy To come to
Mesh
The stars will fallHeaven will hearthe gravity of our distaste The filth will comethe truth is nowcan not be erased Vile the
Some Sun, Someone
The sun went down, and the reflection died with the new moonI don’t know the answers, but they’re going to be inflicted
Onyx in the sky
Onyx taking what was givena substrate smothered, suffocatedtaking and formingbuilding a shining soul Newly formed and lustrousbecoming a jewel from layers throwna