Dark to me is the earth. Dark to me are the heavens.
Where is she that I loved, the woman with eyes like stars?
Desolate are the streets. Desolate is the city.
A city taken by storm, where none are left but the slain.
~ Wilfred Scawin Blunt, "The Desolate City"
Personal thingy with Leland. Because I wanted to. :3 Did this back in July and posted to my Tumblr
, but it hadn't made it up here until just now.