In twilight,
the noose tightens...

Last night a dream,
died in infancy, when you...

This road
does not lead to my home...

Superstorm
outside. Inside a deep...

Night was all black.
I could not find my...

The limbs had the raw strength.
They were learning...

A dynast in the storm-razed
polity will ask...

It was the day of
dead patriarch...

Hauling up
the debris of your life...

The numbers were going up
and hallowed men were no...

It insults the?
primitivism. Hypothermia, you...

The ultimate, unsung?
spreads out...