Erebus Canto Part: 16 – Son of The Morning Star
[ Phobos: Holy terrors to tread along these waters beloved Deimos, the liquid is suffering more as he endures more Deimos: Darker the spirit, Darker...
Sapphire Blues
Blighted is my soul as I search the innermost parts of my spirit to find increments pertaining to gold Gilded joy and memories held bashfully...
The Priest & The Pauper
Give unto me something other than the treachery that squanders about this lack lustered vanity proclaimed as life Speak upon those lilies once said to...