Devoted Nightmare

“Like the pressure of twin fingers / Upon my cheek, my throat, my hand, / I feel two unseen eyes behold me / And with that unseen look, command.”Read more

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Lady Fortune

While the men of pride woo Fortune with their swords,
And the men of coin throw silver at her feet,
I kiss those feet, washed in blood and silver, like a slave:
And learn the song of Chaos that heralds her judgment seat.Read more