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1 min read The Spire of Malign Splendours

Vythaël Equinox: The Growing God

Vythaël Equinox: The Growing God

The fountain found in courtyard's confines,
Lies red with her vital viscera.

Lust lingers on long and lecherous limbs.

Spliced and splitting skin,
Cracked, pallid and pale,
Reveals renewal and rebirth.

From sundered shrouds,
Scarlet sinew smiles salaciously.

..And the Growing God gorges gluttonously.

In honor of
the vernal equinox MMXXVI.




Published by:

Jeffrey Deckers

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