They called my name beneath the moon,
A whispered fate, a warning rune.
I crossed the line, the night grew still,
The stars bent low to test my will.
They spoke in riddles, fire and rain,
Of broken worlds, of birth through pain.
Their eyes like glass, their voices clear,
They said, You’re one of us, come here.
I took their hand, my pulse was wild,
The thunder laughed, the heavens smiled.
Their words ignited, carved my chest,
A vow to rise, disturb, and cause unrest.
Now every dawn, I see the sign,
The crooked path is somehow mine.
We speak of storms the world won’t see,
And sing the truths that set it free.
So call me prophet, call me seer
,I walk with those who have no fear.
The future burns, the past is gone,
And I will shout the dark undone.
{•} Dirt Anon (The Quad)
Wait, WHAT??? Sure, I’m shocked there’s another one of you (should I call you Quad or Dot?), but for me, the biggest realization here is this:
The DAs all know each other and have been collaborating for at least a while.😳
(And I’m getting the feeling Quad/Dot might have given clues about all 4 DAs in this one? There’s some similar language and imagery as precious clues)
