Blood runs very cold
Fighting to preserve what’s left
Against Gods upset

Progress strangles growth
Chrysalis, biding, time
Waiting to be freed

Shadows embrace light
Quiet, hushed, waiting
For all to be dark

- Translated by Jus Grizol from ancient scroll found near a rare artifact.

Photography by Wally

There once was a god named Eulauti
Whose legs were as thick as an oak tree
The oceans he swam
and far across land
And all could see he was lordly

Frozen in Winter
The Ancient ones watching all
Icy and bitter

The gods will arise
their followers are marching
across all the lands

An old frozen glacier
Northern lights fall on twilight
And coldness descends.