The children fly over their burial

screeching, cawing children perched on escalators, ascending to the subtle mid-day of a burial ground. ravens are laid to the ground, to their eternal sleep by various weeping animals, and a tall priest with divine anger in his aura consoles the creatures with false promise. the children fly over their burial, with nothing else to do but migrate.

Stalagtite Womb

Lashing of tongues erode her final wishes of purity. towering black golems made of the rainforests themselves stepped down from the skies,down to her intact waterfall. then they parted the cascades with ease, and infused sickly black and green throbs to her tough, stalagtite womb.

a child of marble emerged years later, giving off a white luminescent glow and the promise of ivy and ascent to join the golems.

Smile Embowed in Sin

julius was poised before holy saints, surrounded, cradled in despair by demonic lust of god's flesh and man's, cradled obsolete by the blackest mist. the saints slumbered in their thrones , reaching out one last time, in the throes of honor, but ultimately fell within the blackness, falling forever, experiencing forever the choking of black woe. and julius reigned a godless heretic, his smile embowed in sin, his piercing, foul sockets-once-were eyes, gazing upward, fluttering to the eternal downpour of anarchies prophesied.