#Chapter79

Heavens, high and mighty and hells,

Low and widespread, benign

Spreading like a tumour and swells

And leave behind nothing I claim as mine

Lonesome, terrifying, a language unknown

I fly to a dead god, I once called my own

Pulled down, screaming, I see them tethers

I see I see them crumbling down, I see the rain of my own letters

To God

I cried and cried and yelled as I fell

To God

I screamed as I watched it come alive

Screamed as I watched the marriage of heaven and hell

Vierne walked through the water that now reflected the world she once belonged down. She had...