Category Archives: Soliloquy

Avotron

Avon Romeo was determined to not let the foundering of his plan result in the augmentation of the quality of fortuitousness that his enemies had come endemically to acculturate their habitudes with, pertaining to their hauteur at having guilefully survived

Avotron

Avon Romeo was determined to not let the foundering of his plan result in the augmentation of the quality of fortuitousness that his enemies had come endemically to acculturate their habitudes with, pertaining to their hauteur at having guilefully survived

The Deconstructor

I smiled in unconscious fascination at the vacuous quality of the sound permeating through my bruised fingers, leaking outwards through cracks in the marble knobs that were my fists, to an ear viciously awaiting the first spell of a cry

The Deconstructor

I smiled in unconscious fascination at the vacuous quality of the sound permeating through my bruised fingers, leaking outwards through cracks in the marble knobs that were my fists, to an ear viciously awaiting the first spell of a cry

Cosmic Cellists

Out the contingent stream of time, I emerged, skipping with unwary jollity into the farthest beyond of the closest unknown, straddling contentious comets, shooting across galactic basins, tipping over celestial peripheries, surging forth with importunate choler, revering the feckless dance

Cosmic Cellists

Out the contingent stream of time, I emerged, skipping with unwary jollity into the farthest beyond of the closest unknown, straddling contentious comets, shooting across galactic basins, tipping over celestial peripheries, surging forth with importunate choler, revering the feckless dance

Unearthly Arches

Her smile is perfection, with that moist gloss about her seductive teeth, cheeks that cave in with monastic bliss, and eyes that harbor trailblazing truths that leave in its flitting wake remnants of the empyrean splendor she alone can set

Unearthly Arches

Her smile is perfection, with that moist gloss about her seductive teeth, cheeks that cave in with monastic bliss, and eyes that harbor trailblazing truths that leave in its flitting wake remnants of the empyrean splendor she alone can set

The Enslaved Master

Atop a mountain veiled with blue mist, there stood a colossus, the silhouette of its supreme being hinting at a silent, stationed and tranquil pose, with the enormous entirety of a head, engulfed in fuming smoke, lifted skywards in exaltation

The Enslaved Master

Atop a mountain veiled with blue mist, there stood a colossus, the silhouette of its supreme being hinting at a silent, stationed and tranquil pose, with the enormous entirety of a head, engulfed in fuming smoke, lifted skywards in exaltation