wrought

nanna - father of the zonei

eldest of the wanderers

a shadow out of time

the moon is calling me

the breath of the old ones

whispers in my ear

with inhuman impatience

they beckon to me

i call to the moon

and sin

i now possess the secrets

of the tides of blood

i have traveled on the spheres

and the spheres do not

protect me

i have walked in the pit

and the pit does not

protect me

the lords of the wind

rush about me

the lords of the earth

crawl about my feet

and are angered

a wind has risen

the dark waters stir

the lines of my life

have been obliterated

by my wanderings in the waste

my fate is no longer

writ in the stars

for i have broken the covenant

have the gods forsaken me

i cannot read the omens

what sacrifice

have i failed to make

i call to the gods

do not cast thy servant down

wrought

what have i done!