Paeonia CalifornicaShe tends the truest ear of Creation,Paeonia Californica by ~SovereignSin
clinging to personal truths which slip
My sinner’s grasp
like jagged stones at martyrs cast.
succored in the summer of her adolescence
by the weeding fingers of a sightless gardener;
beautiful by virtue of having survived
and by continuing,
On the eve of every tomorrow’s dawning,
To live on,
And often in spite
Of the dew and how it’s fallen.
Always a Bigger FishPlanning, cunning, and a subtle bit of sorcery had won Arkanet Serronen the title of Water Baron. Now, only a lie would let him keep it.Always a Bigger Fish by ~SovereignSin
Sweat beaded along his brow, beckoned as much by his worry as by the midday sun.
If he survived the evening’s interrogation, he would have his revenge. The thought was reassuring. A lot of work had gone into making it happen. A lot of other peoples’ suffering, as well.
But, if the Planeshifter Inquisition saw through his deception…
“They won’t,” he whispered to himself. “You outsmarted Alistair Vetna; what hope have these self-righteous buffoons?”
Still, anxiety nipped at his heels as he shuffled through the market square. Travelers from the Nexus of Worlds always brought a certain energy with them. It was big city worship on an entirely different scale. He couldn’t pretend to understand it.
Regardless, Felthum’s Reach was alive and bustling, readying itself to bask in that weird, interdimen
A Collector of Other Men's PraisesSable waves broke against the Minervas rain-soaked hull. Unimpressed, the quinquereme carried on. Tossing and turning, moaning and cooing, she cut a cruel wake through the Mediterranean, eager to wage the war shed been built for. Too eager for beleaguered Carthage, it seemed.A Collector of Other Men's Praises by ~SovereignSin
Scipio Aemilianus, Consul of Rome, watched the salt spray smash drunkenly against the ship's bow with tears in his eyes. He lowered his head, haunted by a teachers warning;
When weeps the blind eye,
the pillars of Heaven and Earth have crumbled;
Aries watches from above and below;
shed one to change the course of Rome.
Father tells a tale,
once learned, twice remembered.
Ravenous waves, rancorous skies, a familiar voice rasped from behind. Spoken in Greek, the language of his teacher; a small comfort here, so far from his home. Youll find nothing but new ways to die out here, Consul.
Scipio turned, face obscured by the shadows of a leather cowl. The charity of
For every goodbye I ever gave,there is a void that has yet to be filled.
probably don't remember when
we stayed up all night counting
stars or how this world
We were our own gods.
The day your faith died
was the day your mother whispered
"He's living with her now" and you
long enough to forget I was standing
Fast forward to
we locked eyes in whitewashed
written in the creases of
your skin like narcotic
borderlines between living and
acting and you could only
pretend like I wasn't
whisper in the wind
that reminded you
of being human once upon a
For the love of
all the smoke in your lungs and the
ache in my heart,
I hope you know who you are now.
Leviathan: Chapter 1
Our traveller beheld an etheric plateau, and upon it the thread of lives twined. The convoluted web spread out before him, and before him; together bounded by the four axis that served to explicate his ward.
Four axis drawn together on the same canvas the like of which would launch the feckless into spasmodic insanity if they beheld the view for a instant.
He was used to it.
So skilled was he that he breasted the vault of the ęther as a swallow would the sky. Our traveller adjusted his attention and the panorama about him shifted in complement.
Below in a dark bundle a confluence of fates was swollen by tributaries of circumstance. The individual threads drawn together. They gravitated inwards, drawn by magnitude as loose thread is duty bound to fall to earth.
Happenings if left alone will usually wend onwards without apparent course, with diffuse limn representing the span of possibility. Much like the channel of a river; deep in the centre where chance is more certain. But when withi