Feb 28, 2021
LILYBANE
Here I stand the herald of ash and thunder weeping at the sight belonging to a vigilant destruction Perils lie in this event title eerily as the hour of “Lilybane” a derivative so dire, her lips only knew simply a willow berry’s taste Beautiful too, she stood during a violent tick-tock as her hair curled like rose petals withering amidst an ill-begotten flame Obsidian was my tongue as I preached outwardly concerning a prelude glorify that which was to come […]