Lonely, we blazed through the precipitous trails of our perennial springs as though we were not distinctively dwellers of our own lands. Its conundrums, which oftentimes hit us like combers, we endeavor to embark on to illuminate its intricacies. We predominantly put ourselves into a highly fructuous anamnesis just to elucidate whatever perches our soul, even if it is blisteringly suffocating. Always and forever, Ceres Eithne

What skulks beneath the sundry veneers will soon undrape when Stygian dusk befalls, like how it came to me unanticipatedly, amidst the anamnesis of those twinkles I try to quell. Always and forever, Ceres Eithne

An anthology tackling the cosmic baffling collision of societal conditions and the incalculable prejudices and other musings coming as littlest brontides with a hope that their low rumbles may find their ways to you. Always and forever, Ceres Eithne