Sol, the resplendent sol: /
Where? /
Luminous! /
Where? /
Luminous! /
Where?
Luminous! /
Magistry! /
The Crescent Moon: Her magisterial lies /
Denuded every faculty inside /
At dawn, I arise /
Beseeching The Aethers sky high, /
Let love, light, & truth prevail /
For but an ephemeral exhalation, the stygian shadow seemed to malign /
Yet I will regain the wings to soar, soar heavensward once more. /
Perhaps the resplendent sol will greet me upon my ascent. /
(—Se' lah.)
Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 4:08 AM UTC
Sol, the resplendent sol: /
Where? /
Luminous! /
Where? /
Luminous! /
Where?
Luminous! /
Magistry! /
The Crescent Moon: Her magisterial lies /
Denuded every faculty inside /
At dawn, I arise /
Beseeching The Aethers sky high, /
Let love, light, & truth prevail /
For but an ephemeral exhalation, the stygian shadow seemed to malign /
Yet I will regain the wings to soar, soar heavensward once more. /
Perhaps the resplendent sol will greet me upon my ascent. /
(—Se' lah.)
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