Treason doth never prosper, what’s the reason? For if it prosper, none dare call it Treason.
Sir John Harington

Inevitability: The Rage of Nascera

Nascera is not a human but a savage
With a conscience that bleeds like
A Prize fighter bludgeoned by the world.
Lying alone in the night that knows no end,
But stretches from moon to moon like a cross
With the crocodiles snapping in the stomach
And the gleam inverted and detested:
The stone turned to sky to be the
Everlasting stone exhausting [...]