Hierophantasm
Do you know where you are? The old woman croaked.
Ren & I both held our breath, trembling. Had it worked?
We'd been pulled in so many directions since last harvest, searching for the true motives behind the High Arcane's barbaric rituals. So many deaths and false promises. So many false leads and dead ends... We didn't dare believe it. Sensing our apprehension, the old woman nodded.
Comments (6)
Beautiful and heartfelt.
beautiful piece. Well done.
So gorgeously written.
Very well written!
All the way to the core, that sun! Well-wrought!
This was so poignant yet so beautiful. Loved your Haiku!