Hidden isle, isle of elder salt, cave of the red waters
Combatant of the bow
Terrifying parameter, the prohibited expansion, the homeless praire
Vultures and soldiers
The calmest void ffl
Descendants and companions
Sinister hunter
And lions with immortality
With the ascension of the first line
They, lords of summer
M̝̞̥̖̻ͣ̅̈͋ë͔͓͍̮́̌͗̍̏ͯ,͊̈̾̆́ ̻͓͓͙͓̬̬̔̾̾̍͒̽̑D̝̘̤̺̂̂ͦ̿̃̔̓Ḍ̯̾̓ͭz͖̟̓ͭ̀͌ͯ̌u͖̰̖̮̙̲̿̿m̪̭̹̖ͦ̐ͧ̇̄u̞̠̗͍͙͔͈z̠̱̼̪̲̲͆ͮͣͥ̅̐ïͥ
y̩̭̼͙͇̻̘̻̜̺̗͈͔ͣ́̀ͪ̈́̍͋̑̂ͧ͟͜͢͞͞'̴̴̧͖̫͍̠̻̻̝͙͈ͮ̓͊͌ͬ̀̽͗̏̋͢͡ͅḳ̨̝͓̞͇̗̪̙͔͕̫̥̦͍̠̣͎ͭ̿̋̇͐͒ͫ̄̇̽̈͑̍́̚ͅͅņ̰̮̭̲̱̲̜̲͕̱͉̱͕̪̗ͬ̓̅ͫͥ̚̕ó̶̘̱̝͔ͣ̍̀̏ͪ͆͆́ͭ̎̅ͣ̈ͥ͐̓ͨ̀́ẉ̻͙̦̥̩̻̫̺̥̤̓͂ͮͪ̒͋̅̊̈́ͦ̀̀̕͢
Winter, lord of none, only mandatory mater
Maker of a fʁiend?...................................................................................................................................✖ˣˣˣ
Foreigners of the past?.................................................................................................................................★
Paradox in the city?.....................................................................................................................................✔
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Summer Crusades
RandomA rambling poem book a about my most dreaded premonitions, pasts and even hopes. I hope y'all like it though I might not be updating it in a constant way.
