Hang on, stitching together your page...
My thoughts are twisted to a labyrinth
that crawls with monsters hidden and unknown
My thoughts are twisted to a labyrinth
that crawls with monsters hidden and unknown
while I, a gargoyle, cower on a plinth,
and, helpless, watch her leave
with Einion.
while I, a gargoyle, cower on a plinth,
and, helpless, watch her leave with Einion.
I feel my heart, though hidden in an egg
that’s nested in a secret tree-topped island
sequestered in a distant mountain lake,
is being squeezed by strong, remorseless hands.
I feel my heart, though hidden in an egg
that’s nested in a secret tree-topped island
sequestered in a distant mountain lake,
is being squeezed by strong, remorseless hands.
Within me, under pressure
something’s cracked.
Within me, under pressure, something’s cracked.
I know that if I stick, forever frozen
in indecision choosing not to act
then Einion will be the one she’s chosen.
I know that if I stick, forever frozen
in indecision choosing not to act
then Einion will be the one she’s chosen.
