The Creation-Reaper’s Hall–A Poem

Pierce every ragged veil you wish and scourge abyssal mists until time dies. You cannot find the Creation-Reaper’s Hall. It vanished when its Maker breathed the last zealous oaths, fled the tawdry bounds we call existence. If you glimpsed it, drifting, if you bridged the riven umbral realms, passed the cobalt slashes burning ever-testament to […]