ㅤㅤㅤ☥ ebony night engulfing sanctified
ㅤㅤㅤspirit of solitary wolf had plunged
ㅤㅤㅤhis existence into desolate abyss
ㅤㅤㅤfor numerous decades.

(..) buried deep within, he yearned for a modicum of joy. when will it reify? “i pine for a return”