Aequus Nox / Pulsar Colony
A monster propped up on stilts <br/> And dressed for show;<br/> He wears a mischievous smile,<br/> Tilts his hat, and takes a bow.<br/> Little worry has he, for his army, <br/> Clad in the ornate garments of piety,<br/> Defend his name over the earth<br/> And buttress the pegs on which he floats.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
To see in the sky, <br/> The end of all time.<br/> To feel in the earth, <br/> The end of all birth.<br/> I welcome the world become turncoat,<br/> Since what it betrays is only a fleeting<br/> And illusory mirage of the an sich,<br/> Sparkling on burning sand,<br/> Yet barren and inert.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The trees are hewn, but no one<br/> Cares to notice, or permit a glance<br/> At such a fall from grace, undignified.<br/> The emerald and auburn<br/> Towers, endlessly besieged<br/> By assailants who know not<br/> What they do.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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