CRIED VERSES FROM THE BLEAK WASTELAND

The wasteland stretches aimlessly, a graveyard of rusted metal and broken dreams. Whispers echo through the desolate winds, carrying tales of glory. Here, amongst the shattered fragments, poets find their voice, pouring verse onto parchment as pale as the sky. Their words are bitter, a window to the heart of this broken land. Aching for rain, th