Poems from Setua

Through the darkness,A candle burns,Erasing the varnish of the tainted world,This flame shines,Leaving behind a forgiving line,Illuminating...
Tavern mugs and boisterous laughter,Another line in this wondrous chapter,Long after the sun has set,Quills still write, and candles stay...
My entire life, there is one thing that was drilled into my miserable brain. “Bottling emotions is wrong. But let me make something clear....