Njorun

Best, not to arouse those shades from their fragile sleep that lie in thy hallow ground the realms of fragile sleep in lands of lost imagery cast away cracked things, springs, and mechanical deities flying on strings of installer membranes the skin of creation the in-between and unseen the known and unknown the lands of dreams racing leagues of nightmares across a vison-scape of darkness n fractured dreams, where lost things lie as derelicts in purgatory best not to arouse these shades from their fragile sleep in dreams of Plutonian night splinters the eyes of Morpheus the bringer of sleep best not to arouse those shades from their fragile sleep that lie in hollow ground the realm of fragile sleep in lands of lost imagery n cast away cracked things, springs, and mechanical deities…