Ode to the ‘Shai-Hulud’


Under all that ever was, and under all that e’er shall be,
Giant things do squirm, segmented, and of ancient pedigree.

Under all, my child, they slide beneath, so tread most circumspectly,
Or they will rise and they will rage and they will swallow you directly.

For the end is coming, O my child, the end of all is ever near,
And yet tell no one, o my child, I did not say this, I AM NOT HERE…

© MB 2014

Guild navigator

~ by benjaminlouche on January 17, 2014.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: