Towering Shards of Castles shriek
A haunting discord, bittersweet,
In the Ancient Library..
All the while, Lonely Streets
Harbour Phantoms and touch the Unborn Sun..
Through the Forest, quiet still,
While Jagged Towers shriek so shrill,
I seek The Cryptic Pantheon.
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 4:23 AM UTC
Towering Shards of Castles shriek
A haunting discord, bittersweet,
In the Ancient Library..
All the while, Lonely Streets
Harbour Phantoms and touch the Unborn Sun..
Through the Forest, quiet still,
While Jagged Towers shriek so shrill,
I seek The Cryptic Pantheon.
August 2015
Arcata, CA
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