I’m fearful that my golden age has come and past
And the fruits of my labor have turned spoiled and haven’t last.
I cringe at the thought of becoming the ruins of what was.
I know from fortunes tree I’ve had my fair share of plucks
But now I tread a path riddled with keys that don’...
The night was nearing the midnight hour and all was calm. There was a gentle – almost soothing – noise of raindrops falling from the sky and greeting the already wet ground. Lightning flashed and faded in the distance, but the sound it made was unintelligible. Their light winked in the darkened...
Come to my corner of the world, I implore you
Come, and sit beneath its calm collected skies
As the rules of reality are bent and revised
Let us shape the clouds in ways we find pleasing.
Bleeding brilliance that is difficult to fathom
Together, we can pull the moon right out of space
And wh...