Clawed Out of the Void

Clawed Out of The Void By Miguel Cano C. on February 4, 2025. © Let it flow from your unholy or not-so-wholly (Un) - conscious mind, like a beast dragging itself from the broadness of your abyss. Below the responsive level of our regular and ordinary perception lies a daydream that unfolds through vast and desolate kingdoms in between. It's brutal, savage, and raw, deeply crammed with insight and power; (unleashed by the wise Sentinel hidden beyond the bowels of its depths) "A lone figure that stands - perfectly aligned - towards the Edge of the Ruined Cities...While loud echoes of the past fade behind the quietness of his steps." ​ A Ramble by the Lake of our Despair, of our Rebirth... Renaissance from a spirit that's been buried and forgotten. Relentless and unyielding chiliads of secrets of the Earth, Beneath a profane space, once conceived... once downtrodden.