A'dargo / Writing

Selfishly, I wish, I want
to peel at the layers, the artichoke heart.

Zines

Poetry

Flower of Flame
/Genshin Impact

Beautiful, he thinks,
is the flower that wields the sun and vanishes the dew like dawn.There, surrounded by an ever-green lush of freedom,
where the spring waters so valiantly flow,
his still-budding heart is seized
by fire’s divine glow.Oh flower of flame,
he who cleanses the land in justice’s name.
Pride blooms in all who bear witness,
for even against the rain, every wine-stained petal stands doubtless.But after the peak of day comes dusk, bearing yet darker fruit.
The fragility of life, snuffed out by a power,
ungodly yet absolute.Frost bites, crawls over his heart, swaying–As betrayal befouls the air,
absent of the wind’s gentle étude,
faith abandons Mondstadt’s uncrowned king.Destroyer, he knows,
as the flower weeps and burns itself to solitude.There, in a land of endless snow,
amongst the chiseled fir and pine’s cone,
there is a flame, a violent glow,
that burns away any and all.

The Arrow
/FE:3H

The weak fail, the strong survive.
A story, old as wyvern’s scale.
A simple truth, for simple men to strive.Besieged by blood-spat sacrilege
and bestowed with victory-bloomed blessing,
they call to him— viridescent flame,
ever wavering, never passing.Schemer. Reckoner.
The arrow lurking from between the pine.
For the smallest of battles, the largest differences make,
oh the turn of the tables, a moment divine.The weak fail, the strong survive.
Any pawn, as queen, can hail.
Any heart, never-fading, can set fire to the hive.

Solstice
/FE:3H

In nimble fingers, sky-stained,
smudging dark the dawn,
there is a gentle call, a yearning,
a flutter of moths, hunger-drawn.The great hand, dusk-dreaming, moves onwards.
Selflessly, he does, he does.Observer. Listener.
Where every lips-parted prayer, heavy hoof dares fall.
Deep, dark, devouring.
The night, with songless beak, swallows all.The great hand, northbound, moves onwards.
Selflessly, he does, he does.Still, his blade glows, not yet un-licked by flame,
petals still unfurl, to seep up rain amongst the ruin.
Every pulse, every beat, every stirring,
one’s success, another’s undoing.The great hand, indiscriminate judge, does not wait. Does not falter.
He moves on, into snow-sown fields,
a meeting unlike any other.Selfishly, he does.

Gnosis
/Genshin Impact

Face me, he calls.
But the earth does not answer. Does not quake.
The sky, sea-swept, threatens to fall.
A necessary evil. A doubtless ache.And he must, he must- with waves reckless and worn,
prowl, persevere- a pawn to divinity’s call.Yet the sea, free from deceit, is most violent.
For the light, that golden glow, refuses to meet.
A sting upon pulsing flesh.
A blossom, withering, in victorious defeat.Face me, he calls,
the beckoning of a heart he dares not hone.But the sea, ever-sunburned, remains unstained by stone.

Summer in Snow
/FE:3H

Here, he says, and offers me,
all lemon-bright, his open hand.
A forest at sea.
Pine needles in sand.Selfishly, I wish, I want,
to peel at the layers, the artichoke heart.Destroyer. Defier,
I dare reach, for sinew and bone.
Golden-skinned harbinger,
knees upon stone.And as I hold this branch, this bow.
I wish, I want, in foolish devouring, summer in snow.

10.2020
/FE:3H

Speak sky, oh speak,
all-knowing and gospel.
With tales tall and stories bleak.
My ears, be full.Starve me of every ideal,
and draw the ink from my fingers.
Read the lines, the mask, conceal.
Tailor, soldier, thinker.Your stars, your sun,
be a fire in me.
Beneath a belly of blue, born,
in undeniable unity.Speak sky, oh speak.
and watch as I falter.
But do not think me weak,
for I shall put all into order.

10.2020
/FE:3H

Lion, no fear
with claws clipped, fangs wild and a-sneerEagle, no rest
with feathers in disarray, glowing yet unblessed.Deer, no doubt
with antlers bleeding, raised high and proud.