The hair was just not right
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,
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.
Meek of the SquadronWelcome to the Divisional Aerial Field;
UprisingNever before has so many joined forces:
He Calls Me SlothThe Master, he calls me Sloth,
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,