this is where i'll be putting an archive of quest submissions! after all, could i really go around telling people they're gonna be remembered if i'm gonna forget where i put their stuff? it might be a challenge to display some of these properly, but i'll do my best to either host things myself or link to them in a way that isn't scaryyyy. if you want anything removed from this page, lemme know!
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3 Sonnets
Quest of the Medium^2 of Spiders
TASK: Write 3 sonnets.
Parker Is An Egg Incubated Under Earth (On the Found of Zampanio's ZampanioSim's Parker)
beLow caVerns' beaTing heart A boDy
lies Trembling Beneath The judgeMent of Lead
the Soft care Of emPathy Found shoDdy
sevEral Whispers Better Left unSaid
trapped In forReign space And cruel Flesh it Lay
sufFering of disTance and Forlorn Loss
the Siren Song of A true Light of Day
may Still be Seen if Its heart May yet Cross
past The linGering Threat of Sight's foul Blade
when Hiding From all Warmth is Seen as Art
it Must be Seen that Rot is Shed in Trade
so New growth Can take Seed and Know the Heart
perHaps now With genTle false Light blooMing
she Could hear The peace Of true Rest yet Ring
Nothing Good Happens To Ontonauts (On the Rememberist's Of Quests' Folly>)
countLess fools Think the Unknown Shall bring Them
maNy things From fame To wisDom aBound
yet Most find Foul horRors in Places which Stem
from A lack Of healThy fear Of the Ground
where They tread With heaVy foot And leave Trace
forLorn inTents bring Their veNom like Snakes
even The pureSt of Heart will Find disGrace
yet It still Pales to The flesh This place Takes
zamPanio Lingers In the Wings with Bait
like A harPoon it Drags you To the Net
barbs And wires Sing so Sweet and You then Wait
whirlPools drag In more And more And you Get
to See yet More drown In your Wake of Gloom.
ponDer if They know Of their Certain Doom.
