I hope I’m what someone’s looking for.

Modern Curses

Journey. Poem 4

Magical fantasy poem. Sorcerer’s battle. (Some of the photos take time to load)

The days warmth continues to radiate through the pavement. Streets are nearly empty, an occasional car drives to a destination hidden.

Wrote this outside a bottle o waiting for my friens. + New Year’s Eve poem with my friends names in it! The afternoon sun burns my naked skin as I run wild through the streets. The dangerous beating o...