Phoenix by Aethel
And from the ashes shall rise power, intellect, beauty, and destruction.
The following poems are randomly selected from part B of the Garden series.
If you are patient, the whole story may appear. There is a doorway on this site, that will open to the poetry collection, both in context and complexity.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Arriving RitualRexoch made a grand appearance in Ketpoc,
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
WhenTension is beginning to mount,