Chapter 10
“Tingle tangle tinkled forth, heartbeat skip in bosom’s core, And for hope of morrow’s shore, never born, No respite, for there she perched; the killer of yore.” -The Wog of Jabe.
“A Memory of Metal, Lead Folding and Alloy Mimickry, the Metal Shapers have many Forms to affect their surrounding, should the supply of materials be ample. The most skilled of such Shapers can even create art, realistic statues or complex[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Between the hammer and the anvil lies a piece of metal, molten hot; not full of words, but sparks yet born.” -From the collected writings of the Wog of Jabe https://www.killwitchkill.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/11/Kill-Witch-Kill-Witherveins-KWK215-Wordless.png
“A frenzied flight and frightened flight, across star speckled night. They grasp and pull it down, It writhes and turns half gone dark, Yet starlit twin horns gleaming. Overturned still razor sharp, To harp the sound of pulsing hearts, Cruel[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…