and the Terror plucks out our eyes
to utter its name invites a feast of tongues
the Word corrupted, it sleeps no longer
Sol rages, the Herald cries—ruin
we came from stars; now we return
nourishment for the Sun Eater’s
Anastasis
Anastasis
A mixed Brit writing about a mix of things.
and the Terror plucks out our eyes
to utter its name invites a feast of tongues
the Word corrupted, it sleeps no longer
Sol rages, the Herald cries—ruin
we came from stars; now we return
nourishment for the Sun Eater’s
Anastasis
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