The Hour of Doom

[———-Reposted———-] When the clouds shall rain blood, and when skulls and bones, shall grow from the thick mud, The air filled with shrieks and moans. . When the stars shall fade The moon shall turn brown, When the sky shall lose its shade, The earth, shall in that hour frown. . Water shall dry, andContinue reading “The Hour of Doom”

Lament for Erus the Wise

This is a lament for a character from my story of Vulpardeo. Hope you like it. He was born, In the elder days, In time’s morn, So the poets say . Born to a weaver by the shore Saved by a beaver So says the lore. . Taken by the saints At an early age,Continue reading “Lament for Erus the Wise”

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