Still defining Saoirse's Night walker skin. Coming along alright, but not quite right. Any way, back to fixing the website.
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.
HumourMisty rides upon Antis's great shoulders,
Battle of LoracThis is where it all started.
Kindaal's LureThe sole surviving Wigrae returned,
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.
RealityThe Dihpa have scoured the countryside,
Welcome to the LaboratoryWelcome to the laboratory of Raspitur,