In Abjurum

As the stone grows worn from the endless rains, It recalls a time before the lands had names, Before the tall trees were torn down and chained, When the wild things roamed alive and untamed, Living to be free, unyoked, without shame, Such was the way of things, the cycle maintained Until one day They … Continue reading In Abjurum

Un città che da neun sentiero era segnato

There’s a reason why misanthropy is considered an aspect of a personality disorder. Pathological bitterness, reflexive ennui, inescapable empathy that only picked out everything loathsome and disgusting about people - no one should be born with these qualities, in this enormity. These were issues that literally ate away one’s insides like a cancer for your … Continue reading Un città che da neun sentiero era segnato