Decided in 2018
Calliope has decided what to wear on her adventures as a muse, or assassin. Let the night decide.
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.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Shadow CreatureWhy, does Natas always send me out here?
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
Third Apostle's LetterIt's great to be back, amongst my finest companions. It was good to meet and converse with Nathaniel. But "there's no place like home." So the Ancient saying goes.
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
ModestyThe ominous ground dragon, Wigrae;