My heart is weary and the mind stained with fears.Everlasting that old and new souls clash on the Field of Tears. All are crushed beneath the hooves of time.Regardless the strength in virtue, nor the extent of inquity,not one will survive this mighty charge before the eye. Thou art foolish.Absurd.Arrogant.To believe thine earthly image willContinue reading “Letter from the Vanquished”
I am lost in my own righteousness.
I had demolished the love of those who embraced me in their high towers. Ashamed, embarrassed, and broken