THRENODY a high fantasy wip
Time sheds its skin with every dawning age, but its colors and markings remain. So does the passing of time sheds its wars, its laws, and its gods -- growing and mutating and yet remaining the same. Old Gods once shed reveal themselves deeper, unyielding, and their wrath strengthens as time comes again and again. The serpent is coming on again, the skin has begun to shed, and so comes the time passed again. A new dawn. A new age. With a demand for more blood.










