Keep the Eyes at Bay

Crossworld,
A strand of strings.
Confluent in nature.
Each distant plane of renewal
And lost
A bridge to reversal template
Of new, queer and ordain.
Creatures unseen
And more.
Yet where trail ends,
Danger leads them to all.
Disease and mission and conquest
Chaos.
Force unknowable in countless worlds.
Fear grips the uncertain.
Morale that drowns
The sea
To guide the void,
To record the event,
To sever ties that link the plane
Beyond.
An order of ignorant bliss.
Define the very soul
Where dreams now flow
The void.
For the people.
Lend of hearts and their soul,
Who surrender for the future
And all.

For we,
Guardian strings that keep in check.
That sustain the mystery.
Lords of Chronos
We stay.


Art: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Time-273861069

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