Driving on wet, dark asphalt with the city lights beaming. the reflections of history in your mind.
(king cradle, isn't that the mistress of the grave?)
The stars align to celebrate the birth of a wretched egg
Common grace can be found in the fall of a warlord and the sacrifice (twice) of a war game
[demo/wip] swanchime: a poetic game about two nb/trans lesbians of feather and rose killing the emperor of pearl
