A blog with updates and roadmaps about things that I will be doing. It will contain other things like poems, digital artwork, and just different topics that I am interested in. The cover image will be AI-generated, but I will post my self-drawn digital artwork here as well.
Ink stains the hands of the innocent poet as blood stains that of the war-painted soldier. And one timid poet now hallucinates the blood on his hands.Stryathe is a young and little-known poet. When a cambion and orc knock on his door and offer him a role as Warren-General, he's confused, and tempted to politely decline-but they have something to hold against him, something would incriminate him more than being a nymphiad already does.
So he mournfully joins their cause. Strategies blur in his mind. Death toll rises.
And now Stryathe is left to consider the lives he has indirectly taken.