Silent. Silent. Silent.
Arcua


DREAMLESS
DREAMLESS

I see nothing in my befouled gaze, my defiled hunger stripped away for hollowed stagnancy

NOTHING TO CARVE
NOTHING TO EAT

My grasp reaches for nothing because it has fallen before an ebbing will even tried

WHERE AM I
WHERE AM I

Where does a wish dragon go when it cannot desire to desire?

I CAN NOT SEE
I CAN NOT SEEK

When a wish dragon has naught the potentia to bite upon wishes…

SILENT
SILENT

Deafen a dragon to yearnings

SILENT

And the inertia will kill it