summoning
wandering ghosts of the seven clouds where are you now and where do you go? where do you sleep in these lands when your homes here are gone?
this house is but a heart caged in bone and brine this tongue a dew-weeping bridge from my world to yours
another brick of memory a kiln of forgotten fires cracked dreams, quiet tempest in a pallid palace, that king feasts and his banquet sings to the bereft
through you, thunder-god, sky-singer old stone names whispered in a sheltered gaze i taste this draught of my eyes so cleanly winter's dart across these lifeless winds
embrace me as i return to you as a son to this black earth
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xenoflare) wrote,
somber
