A Case for Keeping Crimson

Our Lives are painted pictures Of this, we can be sure But such a waste of Crimson When spilt upon the floor. I can hear you’re cloaked in sadness For I have lived there too And it seems your heart is broken (As hearts are wont to do) So please consider this now , If […]

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The Crown of Fools, Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen “Long ago, before ‘Peace Cry’ territory even existed, there was an enormous and highly developed civilization-“The Split City” as it was known. It was surely something to behold- all towering spires, bound to each other by bridges– and somehow they took a slice of ocean, and placed it just below the tallest apartments, […]

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