Seams of the Void – Part I

When the first strands of time were sewn

Through the infinite seams of the void

A single stitch was thrown aside

And the unwritten balance destroyed

For what had been destined a perfect work

Was no longer unblemished and pure

Through the smallest of glitches something had snuck

Something with a will to endure

And as the fledgling reality stretched

Testing the strength of its weave

It felt something niggling out of place

That was never going to leave…


4 Responses to “”

  1. shadow Says:


  2. Stone Says:

    Any reason its invisible?? Never fear, I can read the invisible. Nice work, I like the metaphor. I also like the word “niggling”

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