Tag: prison
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Glass Door
The words all laid out on the table, magic spells and treasure maps scratched out by invisible hands…
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Echoes in the Wasteland
Build them high and wide, these walls against the world raise them until the songs of the wasteland fade to whispers and become only echoes lost in the glare of a midnight sun…
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Two Prisoners
He who lives in fear gives way to shadows Certain of the doom laid out for him by the stars A patchwork tapestry of fraying ends and holes torn away The words once whispered to him in the deep of night…
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Under a Moving Sky
Light shows play out along a gossamer thread In air the wild ones breathed A beast of many eyes is ready to lift you out Should color lose its meaning, or gain it anew…
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Earth Gave Way
There was clay in the ground I clawed through Pulling myself back to the surface To sit in a rainstorm I longed for years to feel again And I began to shape the clay…
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The Book Tells of a House Made from Wax
Impossible sky of cloud and color Pulsing overhead with the power of the word Like a blow from heaven, march of drum beats, Behind it waits the end of days.
Mitchel David Ring 