Category: wyrd mythology
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Deep Assignments Run Through All Our Lives
Old Troy of the DMP Old Troy a ruin, a heap Middens where stood temples, among motionless flagless priapic poles Ropes pulled down the stone sword of Aries Broken on the broken flags A millennium of shards Stone flood spreading outward across the floor Across the world a milipedinous avatar of concrete twists itself Bookbinder…
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So Ends The World
Things that are realized fully only by their undoing, or whose zeniths shortly precede their desistance: Sun, proudest at the dimming of its ever returning glory, stretching to fill the horizon the expanse of its scouring wingspan, nightly dead and daily risen. Warriors, fiercest amidst a hateful throng set upon their demise. They are wasted…
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The Beginning
A citadel concealed by clouds Nimbus caul around Olympus A covering worn like a shroud Through bores a sage caught glimpses. Dark buffeting solar winds Void, matte black then time begins Gardens which will host many sins Are yet seeds, strands that Norns will tend. Seas with witch hat sharkfins in Down below and dark…