In the Borderlands

I walk always the line between here and there Two worlds spilling in and out of one another Lights sparking into darkness and waves that lull me further away...

Winter Comes

As the world freezes, doorways are opened to a sleeping darkness.Some try to keep hold of the sun’s warmth, but it must melt away,A slow march, time pulling a long night over the worldMarked by a solstice—night of ice and shadow when dread lords walk the EarthWorshipped by followers who cannot see the light beyond... Continue Reading →

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