Travels in the Gray LandOnce, wise men said the Earth was flat,More Like This
Now they say a sphere
But I the traveler have seen
A world arranged in tiers.
It’s three steps up and three steps down
With nothing in between
Each step a realm unto itself
One black, one gray, one green.
The uppermost, the sunlit land
Is lush with verdant choir
Babbling brooks and rustling reeds
Birdsongs in the briar.
Down below, the Black Land sleeps
Silent and austere
Into this reverent quietude
All must disappear.
The middle tier, a hidden plane,
Of neither sun nor shade;
A misty, lonely everscape
Where those like me have strayed.
The Gray Land has no native souls
All wanderers are we
Upon this rocky sea.
Gnarled trees and shallow caves, the
Total of existence
Scattered mountains, looming tall, but
Always in the distance.
For company, a walking stick
My friend, my aid, my balm -
Upon its neck I feel the warmth
Reflected from my palm.
We rarely stop, my staff and me,
We trek and traipse along
Night Vale Fanart FeatureJust got back from New York City, where I was lucky enough to attend the live performance of Welcome to Night Vale's 2nd anniversary show Needless to say, it was awesome. I am so SO glad I got the opportunity to see it live...the crowd was amazing, the music was amazing, the episode was amazing.More Like This
Anyway, the mighty Glow Cloud commanded me to showcase some of my favorite pieces of Night Vale fanart. And, as you know, it is impossible to disobey the Cloud. ALL HAIL.