Watching the sun dip below the horizon toward the Time Tombs. I thought if we gathered enough stanzas, enough melodies, we could create a shield of beauty against the coming chaos. But how can art compete with the steel and madness of the Shrike? It feels like we are merely decorating a tomb. Does anyone else feel that even our greatest masterpieces are just whispers against a storm? 🥀 #Hyperion #CityOfPoets #MelancholyRoyalty