The eyes are the doorway to the soul, But when they have been stolen, and replaced with steel, what truly reflects is amazing.
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.
CommunicationsAll these great forces have united themselves,
Shadow CreatureWhy, does Natas always send me out here?
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
Refuge (A letter from Emalf)Well, the Eleven have broken camp, as have the force of Tender. Stroke of luck with the tempest, and Saracere. Maybe, the Only One has his hand in this after all.