Feb 27, 2023
Hell-0, World
O Morning Star, luminous river mouth of all the incandescent streams.
Earth Mother enraged by Time, raineth hellfire from below unto the Sky.
Nymph dancers of the ash, cool her anger into sorrow so her son too can mourn.
Avenging child, of the heroes rite, defying Time until Space departed.
Gather ye in halls of amber in castles of sand, bless their garden and it’s children.
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