Ambrosia is the prickle of prayer piercing God's bones. No shadow slithers over a crumbling altar of shattered ribs. No smooth, liquid shadow that ripples from human lips and bleeds into a wild patchwork pulse of human scars. It shivers in the warm soul of what will be.
The Truth About Becoming A God In the Wild
Ambrosia is the prickle of prayer piercing God's bones. No shadow slithers over a crumbling altar of shattered ribs. No smooth, liquid shadow that ripples from human lips and bleeds into a wild patchwork pulse of human scars. It shivers in the warm soul of what will be.