In the beginning Rimmed with wind and storm A great black wrath of infinite math Spat snarling into form And there was Heaven Lit up with precious stones Each one could fall, but for the rule Of faith and love and stronger thrones And therein rose vast wonders Affections to be seen Fathered from the… Continue reading From Genesis to Nemesis
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Exile Overcomes
My journey started long ago, on a summer’s morn well lit. Who’d know now it darkness fall, alone and cold I sit.