Maulth Writing

Prologue to my on-going story, Dawn of Hubris. I'll be releasing chapters periodically.

Temporary placeholder so I can submit my first chapter

I was so naive to believe that I could accomplish this. This is a poem about Strength in oneself.

When the restlessness of the mind will allow no other thought but Love not reciprocated.

A small piece about the master of us all

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Compartment 114
Compartment 114

This is devotion in it's most unstable vessel (me :) )

Who shall win? The beings of light, or the inhabitants of the twisted Nether?

What happens when the end has consumed us?

We've all been through tough times, here's a minute breakdown of a millisecond of mine.

Insanity over a being so entirely perfect only leads to the desolation of the mind.