Hunter Muirhead
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An Existence beyond ComprehensionA Story by Hunter MuirheadEarth has burned. The planet has become nothing more than an ash in the field at the dawn of night. Every organic human has simmered in a spark of n.. |
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Song of the PlantagenetA Poem by Hunter MuirheadModern English Lost to imperial | black eagle of sin Whose stench so rotten | of rancid cattle, The lion passes | into monasteries Leav.. |
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Song of LoðbrokA Poem by Hunter MuirheadModern EnglishCrown-King of Gothland | flew to Alba’s gold.Winter’s North wind follows | for one touch of venom.Snake’s tongue wh.. |
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Song of AlbaA Poem by Hunter MuirheadModern English Here begins the tale, | and tells of a voice Who’s natural roots lie | in Angulus land The Anglii people, | whose kin.. |
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Render Me unto Iron WineA Story by Hunter MuirheadIt has taken me a long time to get here, where I could reach out my hand and touch the water of this lake. Finally, after all the cards I have playe.. |
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Data RecoveryA Poem by Hunter MuirheadInitiate data recovery I. O honor to thee SSD, now thou have past their organic life thou have gone as one synthetic life One thy memory ban.. |
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Motionless CultureA Poem by Hunter MuirheadDaybreak dews over blemished tiles Like a teardrop of sweltered sweat over my pores I wheel above the floor With spores and a fruiting body .. |
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Lost Land in the SarabandA Poem by Hunter MuirheadDarling don’t go lusting through that luminous land The regret could never bring back your dull blind eye Once I heard that sacred soun.. |
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