we have not touched the stars,
nor are we forgiven, which brings us back
to the hero’s shoulders and the
gentleness that comes,
not from the absence of violence,
but despite the abundance of it.
we do what must be done. a mix for a man who lost everything, reborn into a world of ash and blight and blood. for a man who saved the world, even if it felt like it had stopped spinning so long ago.
arc I: the warden
arc II: the blight
arc III: the witch