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A Favour for my Mother. She wants to see more males. Well here you go mum.
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.
QuietudeThe Eleven broke camp, all was quiet.
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,
Battle of LoracThis is where it all started.
Eleven's GatheringTyne and Valen waited eagerly, patiently,
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
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.