Concepts thrown to the void of time | TFA
@asparkschill.bsky.social
Heed no warning,
Accept your frosting.
Your looming dread,
Leads to my spread.
My mark,
Your spark.
Accept your frosting.
Your looming dread,
Leads to my spread.
My mark,
Your spark.
Chitter chitter,
Moth to a light,
Skitter skitter,
You're in my sight,
Screech screech,
You look with wonder,
Speech speech,
You'll find a hunter.
Moth to a light,
Skitter skitter,
You're in my sight,
Screech screech,
You look with wonder,
Speech speech,
You'll find a hunter.
December 14, 2025 at 9:18 PM
Chitter chitter,
Moth to a light,
Skitter skitter,
You're in my sight,
Screech screech,
You look with wonder,
Speech speech,
You'll find a hunter.
Moth to a light,
Skitter skitter,
You're in my sight,
Screech screech,
You look with wonder,
Speech speech,
You'll find a hunter.
I missed my mark,
You dodged my grasp,
But please hark,
You'll fall to my clasp.
You dodged my grasp,
But please hark,
You'll fall to my clasp.
December 13, 2025 at 1:08 PM
I missed my mark,
You dodged my grasp,
But please hark,
You'll fall to my clasp.
You dodged my grasp,
But please hark,
You'll fall to my clasp.
Blood in the snow,
Metal gone cold,
A sign that I grow,
These patterns old.
Again and over,
He gazes past,
I make it closer,
This hunt my last.
Metal gone cold,
A sign that I grow,
These patterns old.
Again and over,
He gazes past,
I make it closer,
This hunt my last.
December 12, 2025 at 10:20 PM
Blood in the snow,
Metal gone cold,
A sign that I grow,
These patterns old.
Again and over,
He gazes past,
I make it closer,
This hunt my last.
Metal gone cold,
A sign that I grow,
These patterns old.
Again and over,
He gazes past,
I make it closer,
This hunt my last.