From the valley deep a colossus cries out
and the moon breaks into ten thousand pieces.
Talons vast dive through the clouds
and pluck the sun from the sky to take it into the nether.
The ocean is broken in two and the many
tentacles pluck the stars from the night black.
Not much to do now
just to watch the bonfire fade and fade.
My notepad filled up this week. So why not have one of the final bits be all apocalyptic and stuff.
Music listened to as I wrote this:
Seemed like a good fit.