Sir Lieut. Y'aeihsh'hsnaa, born of the city of Hheuldruithss
- stanislav kostarnov
- Sep 16, 2020
- 1 min read
two seas... of an ancient house...
grey eyes
small birds
inside a mist of squares...
a colored insignia
of shields
of the 7 Ithllen-Rhuinhvlaighths states...
a wafting spirit....
a cold & gentle pen
the roads of white dust, to lines black on whitish grey paper committed
the rivers of man through a vastness green
crops, small as mushrooms of a summer rain born
collections of thatched houses
each with a name
the possessions of banners and of words
upon the face of lands
all, to so many numbers of scroll
into the Tower of the Throne of Gypsum
he brought

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