These are the ramblings of a broken toy A fallen idol of a parent’s plaything The freak rebirthed in adult pain The judgemental afterbirth of self scorn
Tag: gloom
Inner Conflict
Bayne sat in his throne of tangible gloom, drifting lifeless through the Demi-Plane of Darkness. “Why must conflict exist? Why cannot there not be a Single Truth. A single way? Peace… Ha… They all crave it, yet desire their conflicts more. There is only one way to have peace. I will show them.”
Within Rubber Walls
One last stand against the land all hate and gloom fill the worlds hearts with doom