Outside there are sad tales of a silent night,
where the small fragments engineered through chaos lay.
A cascade snuffing the hue of life in white.
The snow descends to blanket the earth, cold blight.

Silence, serene memoir of death’s cold embrace,
where the slightest echo would fracture the peace.
Footsteps fall, shattering tranquility’s trace.
A scentless frozen hell, reminisce this place.

Tears fall leaving the snow riven, scorched, hurt,
Where it’s scarred by sorrow, a crater hollowed.
The winter sighs, its presence longed to be curt.
Smoke leaves her lips, making death into a flirt.

She watches the still plains, hope fading away,
where once life bloomed vehemently with beauty.
Since sundown she sang a nocturne which would splay,
the true meaning of life, a cycle of birth and decay.

I am working on a massive sci-fi horror universe called "Entropy & Dust."

Entropy & Dust will be a collection of short stories, novellas, and novels that all take place within the same story-verse. In addition to the writing, there will also be releases of story narrations, original artwork, music, and a traditional tabletop role-playing game (TTRPG) system to be released with a full campaign module.

Links coming soon...