Ekoj & Rekoj
The demon jesters of the pocket plain darkness..
Found a way to make it back..
They smile at all the light they can consume here..
They spin and jump..
Ringing shadow bells on their heads..
Creating empty shade tones..
They dark walk through the cosmos and find their first star..
They ring around it and shadow laugh themselves nearly to death..
The young star dies as it shatters in their shadow laughter..
The demon jesters smile as they dark walk toward their second star..
Jul 10, 2015
Jul 10, 2015 at 12:07 PM UTC
Ekoj & Rekoj
The demon jesters of the pocket plain darkness..
Found a way to make it back..
They smile at all the light they can consume here..
They spin and jump..
Ringing shadow bells on their heads..
Creating empty shade tones..
They dark walk through the cosmos and find their first star..
They ring around it and shadow laugh themselves nearly to death..
The young star dies as it shatters in their shadow laughter..
The demon jesters smile as they dark walk toward their second star..
Where great light shines, the smallest of darkness can dim..
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