earth's enduring echo
The taste and smell of his people's blood filled his gills and nostrils. It was strong enough to be nauseating. It wasn't unknown for them to cannibalize each other when the fisheries weren't doing well, but the extent of this made him feel ill,
ramblings
Last Thursday, January 1st, 2026 for those of you in the future, I posted the first piece of Earth's Enduring Echo; "Sing To Me, O Muses", and I can just about hear the questions people will be asking already: Is this a poetry project? If it&
earth's enduring echo
Oh sing to me, O Muses, I pray thee Teach me the words I need to write