
The Intersection of Light and Darkness
by Writerxhxshi
About This Novel
Bronze rusts, epic weathering, and the arrow of entropy penetrates all temples and prisons. When the last medal with body temperature sank into the glacier, All opposing stories begin to collapse into a tinnitus on the same geological timeline. The budding scepter on the throne, and the flowering shackles in the ruins, The annual rings were exchanged. At dusk when the historian stopped writing, the legend, in its undifferentiated quantum state, Suspended in the resonance zone of campfire and lullaby. The ashes of gods and demons together fertilize the barnyard grass, Barnyard grass produces the same ears on the forgotten ridges: Half is brewed into new wine for sacrifices, and half is fed to the millstone-- Turning, grinding yesterday into something for tomorrow to breathe, Sterile dust.
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