Sound City

June 28, 2020 Elomiran 0

I live in a city that never sleeps. In fact, the nights are the most active times here; neon signs, loud music from clubs, and the sound of cars going [Read more… ]

Wasted Prime

April 25, 2020 Elomiran 0

Beat the talking drum, let it cry for the wasted waist. The dirge shall echo over the horizon —for the fall of an Amazon. Arike is no longer pampered, her [Read more… ]


April 19, 2020 Elomiran 0

Pitter patter! Goes the rain on the roof again—like the hooves of a thousand war horses going to war again. I wasn’t sure if that was the rain, but then [Read more… ]

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Tell That Man

February 21, 2020 Elomiran 0

Your suit suits you well, Sooted by blood and souls that can never be soothed. Mr. Pot Belly, what is cooking inside of you, more concoctions to appease the god [Read more… ]