Kundalini Wisdom – Sol
Within a foreign whisper, I spoke unto you fond memories of what was to be our destinyAnd beneath the night sky, I had woven a...
The Profanity of a Serpent’s Kiss
Parables are set among the graphite echoing justly with thee ages, yet becoming brittle with time, This waltz that we endure contaminates our souls and...
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...