"Empyreal voices serenade my soul,
whisking away
my humanity.
Cherish our centuries together,
my beloved.
Someday our vessels will reconvene
and
we will become
everlasting."

What would you do if mighty gods decided your fate? How would you feel watching your one true love fade away for eternity?

Inhale, exhale. Devour souls, accept curiosity, partake in revenge, witness greed, and admire lush scenery. Wake up in a magical forest near playful deer, fragrant flowers, and delicious fare. Crave adoration, slaughter enemies, infuriate celestial beings. Waltz around castle corridors or flee from probable death. Embrace demons, slithering snakes, fluffy animals, and courageous adventurers. Question their motives and morals.

Everlasting: Poetry for Whimsical Souls & Wounded Hearts will cause souls to ache, unleash pent-up aggression, and question destiny while tugging at heartstrings.