I see a portal appearing before death, it’s shaped like the black stone of my ring. Death is on one side and I am on the other. Death waits for my call to step through. And I’m not even half way done with this work.
I see a portal appearing before death, it’s shaped like the black stone of my ring. Death is on one side and I am on the other. Death waits for my call to step through. And I’m not even half way done with this work.