Lurk in the dark where the strange and disturbed find solace.
Dance with the Great Dragons of ancient warrior times.
Sing the song of hidden Gods and scream at Suns that cease to shine.
I'm the tail of a viper, the wing-feather of a black dove, the cry of a dying whale.
Might write, might not.
Might read, probably will.
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Astrophel_Cain
Mar 15, 2017 02:43AM
Been reading on app and it didn't allow me to vote for some reason or comment so I'm randomly rushing through voting on what I can remember reading this past week or so.Sorry if it seems like I'm no...View all Conversations
Stories by Astrophel Cain
Honey, Lemonade, and Mint Tea
A collection of poems that should tickle your funny bone...
