The Iridescent Pulse in the Glass Lung
I exist within a cathedral of liquid sapphire, where the frantic pulse
Clockwork Romance
The Cadence of Rusting Hearts
The city is a gargantuan engine of glass and steel, grinding the
The Amber Pulse of an Artificial Bloom
The city exhales a heavy, metallic sigh as the sun bleeds its
The Cobalt Pulse of an Iron Heart
My chest is but a reliquary of oxidized brass and weeping gears,
