My Lady Queen Aethel 1st
Well the muse did me proud. This just all fell into place. She did all the work, I just went along for the ride. Mobile wallpaper looking for a home.
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,
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Path of the Highlands (A Letter from Emalf)Revenge is sweet, so they tell me. I felt a rush of fear, exploding in every heart and soul of the Niknogard. Yet, fear is an added edge when mixed with vengeance.
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,
XenophobiaXenophobia rages throughout the Highlands,
SoIt has happened once again, as it has done every millennium or so. The Great One, has means in his ways. These wars, of total annihilation, act as a cleansing process.