Part 1

Caverns and Wolves

Changing, shifting, darkest fear,

leeching parasite of life,

darkest night hovering ever near,

bringer of both hate and strife,

ancient cloud of deep injustice –

of pasts so deep and bold,

blackest form of carapace,

thee keeps stories untold.

Thou heart hath sprung a thousand wells,

each darker than the last.

A messenger of evil spells,

a creature of the past.

~ from ‘Ode to the Zara’

(collections of surviving arts of Alti)