HoGW Specials

HoGW Special: Mind Adrift

Mind Adrift

Lost, at sea

Buoyant, floating

Healing in the mire

Of the primordial soup


Lost, at sea

Stewing, brewing

Cooking in the buffeting winds

The juices of the mind. Delicious!


Lost, at sea

Forgetting, discarding

Missing that train

That special mind train


I’m lost, at sea

Confused, befuddled

Broken yet mending

Taking a break from that

That clarity, that sharpness

That is structured thought.


By the oft mad mage Tarhan of The Cyclic Tower
Year 412, Age of Bindings