Storm clouds flexed their hands in the distance, steepling their fingers and flicking at the darkened water.
White lightning for their eyes,
Lancing rain for their inescapable fangs.
Their faces shrouded in mist,
The lone observer saw only his impending doom.
Careful now I thought to myself as I snuck my way past the guards – a fully armored human and a fiery red dragon, guarding a large wooden door. The latter would just barely Read more…
A quick poem I put together for my friend Doodle/Paenkeks, with her two Hollow Knight OCs. The art at the end of this was made by her. 221 words
In the side of Mount Crone, many a year ago, Lestril lived serenely, far from the world below. His home lusciously green, ample of prey and fruits, Until Kartes collapsed, freezing the worlds very roots. Read more…
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