Laughter from Esharra is convincing, but unclaimed The last of Ka drifts across the river - Our sky outside has not been named Two Ugalla-demons start their battle - Tempest of the creek is floored in flames Winds of Imhullu foretold their weather - Sea-dwelling floods reply without names Taste the salty tides of the Apzu - Alight seven tablets...Learn More

Outside the winter zephyr When fables of sabers were strong "...For thou hast said in our hearts..." "...From Celtic flames, we are born." The Sky Clad flocks a carnal war So invoke their heartless cries "Crom Croich's at our side." "He's made of gold, so shall we ride?" From the mounts of Antrim Towards the glens of Visnech "...For thou has said...Learn More