One day,
I will be able to play the hermit,
No longer.
Droves will hunt me,
Seeking out my knowings.
Claw at my truths.
Goodnight void –
May these hallowed hours remain sacred.
May the silence of the void be absolute.
One day,
I will be able to play the hermit,
No longer.
Droves will hunt me,
Seeking out my knowings.
Claw at my truths.
Goodnight void –
May these hallowed hours remain sacred.
May the silence of the void be absolute.