Don't turn on the lights --
A leash of foxes, their stories like barter --
Recite her the names of pain --
The truth that lies under skin and meat --
A priest of vast and distant places --
For the things we never said --
She who hungers, she who waits --
Monologue by an unnamed mage, recorded at the brink of the end --
You do nothing but freefall --
The ghost stories we tell around photon fires --
The quiet like a homecoming --
And in our daughters, we find a voice --
In the rustle of pages --
Bargains by the slant-light --
