words-and-coffee:Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the worldLord Loss seeds the grief-starched trees
words-and-coffee:Lord Loss sows all the sorrows of the worldLord Loss seeds the grief-starched treesIn the center of the web, lowly Lord Loss bows his headMangled hands, naked eyesFanged snakes his soul lineCurled inside like textured sinBloody, curdled sheets for skinIn the center of the web, vile Lord Loss torments the deadOver strands of red, Lord Loss crawlsDispensing pain, despising allShuns friends, nurtures foesRavages hope, breeds woeDrinks moons, devours sunsTwirls his thumbs till the reaper comesIn the center of the web, lush Lord Loss is all that’s leftCharacter aesthetic - Lord Loss(Lord Loss: Book One of The Demonata series - Darren Shan)(x,x,x,x,x,x,x) -- source link