6 word story

[Teresa Edgerton]

A wicked rune held me fast.

It watches me with lidless eyes.

A slender spell pierces my heart.

[Sephiroth]

Such artistry I beheld, in here.

[Wybren]

Some here weave such beautiful words

[Sephiroth]

Some play fast and loose, too.

I include myself in that number.



Sentinels of stone crumbled to dust.

[Teresa Edgerton]

Originally Posted by Sephiroth

Sentinels of stone crumbled to dust.

Lovely, I wish I wrote that.


Night speaks, I dare not answer.

Sea's cold tongue licked me up.

[Sephiroth]

Thank you, I am blushing profusely.



The master calls, the acolytes descend.

Beneath the stars she cried alone.

[Wybren]

My Tongue is thick, Cannot speak

Words thought, but are not uttered

Struck Mute, by an unknown source

[Teresa Edgerton]

The wind speaks with dead voices.

I wake breathless, fear I've died.

[Sephiroth]

Malignant thoughts drift through the aether.

Summoning my strength, I confronted terror.


Sable and celestine, the princess dances.

[Wybren]

Sprites danced unclad in the forest

Summoning unseen spirits, fair not foul

secretly spied upon by hapless wanderer

[Sephiroth]

Sacrilege performed by dead of night.



He whacked me, cantankerous old goat.

[Teresa Edgerton]

My heart burns, I weep ashes.

I drown in oceans of stars.

The sky cracks, I fall through.

[Wybren]

What is sacrilege to the unreligious?

Angels weep for god who's absent

[Teresa Edgerton]

Murder, sacrilege, terror, make fine toys.

Death's grey robe is torn apart.

A bestial strength floods my veins.

[Sephiroth]

Out of ashes, avis resurrectio glorificus.



Sacred chrism ordains the faithful disciple.