Entering the Ice Mage
The muse was working overtime during this design stage of Ravencrow.
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.
PredictionKindaal had guessed Natas was going to be mad,
WhenTension is beginning to mount,
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
SortiesA quick brief on the rest of the Division.
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces: