AI! AI! AI! (A Tartarus for Youth)

I. AI! AI! AI! Sated with stolen life, emerged from mother’s Night, there is longing to be free from the warmth of darkened humours-- to be crowned by The Light of Artificial Gods. Our worlds quake and rip, tossing us upon gory shores beyond fertile crests, illuminated by a cold Sun. Messengers sweep down in… Continue reading AI! AI! AI! (A Tartarus for Youth)