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A slightly older snippet of fantasy poetry that I revised last night, paired with a drawing from five years ago. I need ...
09/10/2026

A slightly older snippet of fantasy poetry that I revised last night, paired with a drawing from five years ago. I need to draw me again.

Across the lands of Aeserune, the Long Winter has laid siege, To every town and providence, for both commoner and liege. The last of the old gods, the Architect was his name, betrayed and immortally wounded, by the very people he had saved.

09/09/2026

Your shadow smells delicious…like nightmares wrapped in fear, I’m going to tear it from your feet…and hang it from Lysonian’s Pier.

An older sketch from like April or something, decided to just draw a bit over it in procreate.
08/26/2026

An older sketch from like April or something, decided to just draw a bit over it in procreate.

A poem/song I’ve been working on. Obviously not factual about my mother, because she didn’t die from cancer.Silent Echoe...
08/15/2026

A poem/song I’ve been working on. Obviously not factual about my mother, because she didn’t die from cancer.

Silent Echoes
A Song of Broken Heartedness
Written By Thaumus the Bard

Where have you gone, and why did you leave, Mother won’t you please come back to me? I cried nightly when cancer took you away, These are my brokenhearted pleas.

Years went by, and still no message from you, I did not know what else to do. And so l crawled into my coffined bed, staring up into the dark, lying there with pleading eyes, lying there with a broken heart.

Silence echoes back to me across the night, Ashen tears stream from my darkened eyes, All is over, I have lost the final fight, And all that’s left is for me to die.

First drawing in 3 months. Not exactly happy with it, but it IS my first drawing in 3 months, PLUS a pose and foreshorte...
08/14/2026

First drawing in 3 months. Not exactly happy with it, but it IS my first drawing in 3 months, PLUS a pose and foreshortening I’ve never drawn before of a photo I found on Pinterest.
I’m also in a lot of pain, so that’s it.

07/16/2026

Redemption Road
Written By Thaumus the Bard

My world continues to crumble and fall apart,
I need a factory reset and a reboot, so that I can restart.
I’m tired of always being broken and all alone,
This road of redemption will bring me back home.

Like a silent sentinel who has seen far too much,
I slowly dropped to my knees.
My memories shatter and scatter like ashes and dust,
In the cool autumn breeze.

Will you ever return, or is it really over?
I thought you were my eternity, my forever lover.
I’m so tired of always being broken and all alone,
This road of redemption one day will bring me back home.

07/14/2026

Fractured Wings
Written By Thaumus the Bard

Just like Icarus…I flew too high and got sun-kissed. Now my heart is broken and tortured…My wings are stripped and fractured.

And I…I fall through the weathered clouds. My feathers are peeling off…As I continue falling down.

I am nothing…But a delusional Don Quixote. Chasing after true love…But I will never be enough.

And I…I fall through the weathered clouds. My feathers are all gone…As I continue falling down.

And I…I look back up towards the sun. Stretching my arms out…Hoping for one last chance at love.

And I…I fall through storm weathered clouds. I’m wet and it’s cold…It won’t be much longer now.

07/14/2026

The Fall
Written By Thaumus the Bard

I stand here on the precipice of my life…wondering where I will go from here. Tears are streaming down from my hollow eyes…and all I want is to just disappear.

So I take the fall…I gave her my all, but she wanted more. And I take the fall…

The sidewalk grows closer and the wind blows through my hair…I hold my arms out as I keep plunging down. Not a single scream, just a glassy stare…as I hit the concrete with a crunching sound.

So I take the fall…because I gave her my all, but she still cheated on me. And I take the fall…

My death was plastered all over social media so everyone could see…the ramifications of one’s broken heart. Family and friends, lovers and enemies…sift through my history and pick it apart.

Because I took the fall…there was nothing left for me, so I threw it away. And I took the fall…

07/13/2026

Rain and Mud
Written By Thaumus the Bard

My vision sharpens before it blurs, as I lie here in the rain and mud, I can hear your voice swimming around my ears, hard to pinpoint because of the loss of blood.

I understand that you are moving on, I understand we are not okay. And so I sit here with my left handed guitar, Regretting all of the things I did not say.

I won’t ask you to stay with me, Though I wish that you would. I’m just a small town deadweight nobody, Who has never been any good.

My vision sharpens while I lay, Drowning in the rain and mud. Broken memories of you and I before me play, While I lay here soaked in my blood.

You’re better off without me, I’ve got one foot in the grave. Don’t bother with your sympathies, Because there’s nothing left to save.

My vision sharpens just before it fades, I’ve been left here all alone soaked in my blood. Silence overcomes me, it’s my final day, As I lie here in the rain and mud.

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