WRITHED VERSES FROM THE BLEAK WASTELAND

The wasteland stretches forever, a graveyard of rusted metal and broken dreams. Howls echo through the desolate winds, carrying tales of loss. Here, amongst the tombstones, poets find their voice, scratching verse onto parchment as pale as the sky. Their words are bitter, a reflection to the spirit of this broken land. Aching for rain, they writ