Experimenting with Saoirse(MOB)
So we need to focus on getting this machine
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.
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.
Brothers of GubI am a member, of the Brothers of Gub.
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
OversightI walk a very tender and fragile edge,
Young and OldThis is the time, Natas waited so patiently for,