OVAD #25

Portents of torments to come,
Flashes of plans left undone,
Visions of battles unwon.

Pay them no mind, give them no time, and spare them no dime.

They are only the whispers of shadows,
Fables fabricated by fear,
That will vanish in the sun.

OVAD #24

 

The greatest vision to ever pass
The full expanse of it I grasped
but for a second, and in that second it was gone
Because I waited far too long