by Noxis | Oct 20, 2022 | Cycles Fall: The Serpent, The Sun, & The Society, Phantom '22 (THE PHANTOM SOCIETY)
The light used to shine gently, like a soft and heartfelt touch of the hand gliding for a fleeting moment across a cheek. It was welcoming, it was invigorating with it’s warm embrace. It knew not of a time of war and strife, of conflicting sides and beckoning...
by Noxis | Oct 19, 2022 | Cycles Fall: The Serpent, The Sun, & The Society, Phantom '22 (THE PHANTOM SOCIETY)
In the midst of these quiet and ever-growing darker nights, I can feel the sense of cycles begin to unravel. In this moment, time has begun to slow down; it is so apparent now, almost tangible – almost just like it once was during those fragile and heavy hours...
by Noxis | Oct 17, 2022 | Cycles Fall: The Serpent, The Sun, & The Society, Phantom '22 (THE PHANTOM SOCIETY)
Deep in the outer crevices, far away from the inner city, shadows met with chill creep through window seals. The echoes in my mind which once whispered the words the cold is coming, repeating again and again, much like the codes in numbers that still beckon even now...
by Noxis | Sep 30, 2022 | Cycles Fall: The Serpent, The Sun, & The Society, Phantom '22 (THE PHANTOM SOCIETY)
Time is beginning to cave in on itself, things are no longer what they seem. Witnessing the very end of this reality with my own eyes – I now watch as the fruition of fates begin to stir the tides. The nights grow more quiet as I sit here, as well, in deafening...
by Noxis | Sep 23, 2022 | Phantom '22 (THE PHANTOM SOCIETY), Prologue. For All Things.
Folded hands they once were, standing in a circle that spilled unison, prayers spoken aloud, and with tears ever-flowing – they knew that time was coming to an end. For in a faraway place a sun once shone rampant, ever-consuming, ever-burning, acting as a beacon...
by Noxis | Sep 22, 2022 | Phantom '22 (THE PHANTOM SOCIETY), Prologue. For All Things.
During these crumbling times within this shattered reality I turn my eyes towards the foundations that remain, but on such faulty grounding. For to remain here is to accept to bear witnessed to what becomes of all things, what becomes of all we hold dear – and...
