A merciful divine messenger who wipes out all life, a king of reincarnation who scorns fate.
When I opened my eyes.
My left eye saw
A silver cross piercing my spine,
the ruler I used yesterday to measure a grave.
My right eye saw
The lake reflecting my fingertips as they lifted the skull I had drowned in.
The 2,025,519th dead piece was placed on the unfinished board. As player and piece recognized each other in the mirror,
the entire board began to bleed.
I am both a piece in the game and the one holding the pieces.
Updates are whenever inspiration strikes. Written in an elementary-school style.
