I am sure that you will forgive how scarce are my writings of late, but to rule a ruined city full of menaces, enemies and whimsical overlords is not as easy as it seems. Especially if all you got is a band of drunken murderers, a legion of rebellious inhuman servants, a few deaf mad giants, a bunch of expelled patricians and the most dangerous awoken maiden in the world.
Even if she loves you. Continue reading “The Awoken Maiden”
Our time has come to an end. And no one knows it, yet. Until this damned night when out of mists everlasting things older than time shall awake. Even the Dark Eidolon, a Elder Spirit who sworn save us in each cycle with the purest blood of mankind given as bestow of fealty, has left us in an ancient spaceship steering by an IA.
Ablazing in the sky as the brigthest star. Continue reading “Falling into Dusk”
I wander restless across the bleak empty streets of a city long ago vanished from men’s memory. It is too sad remember when they could keep it alive. Now they dwell in a smallest city more close to the frozen surface of this dying world.
Few of us do whatever they want for not being hunted or sold again. It is not a good life, but is better than fight every day to live in the surface, and hear that dreadful whispers carried by wind at nights.
I don’t know how much years are left before the collapse of civilation. No one like to remenber they days are counted. That is why I spend almost all my free time studying. To drow some sharp truths that I bear on me. Continue reading “When silence is not enough”