
Where Black Stars Rise
Yet stranger still is, Lost Carcosa
Strange is the night where black stars rise,
And strange moons circle through the skies,
Yet stranger still is,
Lost Carcosa.
Song of my soul, my voice is dead,
Die thou unsung as tears unshed,
Must dry and die in,
Lost Carcosa.


40000 words: Estimated about 3 hours to read
12 Chapters:
- Of Prince and Princess 2015-05-23 02:01:58 UTC2854
- Of King and Cult 2015-05-27 08:20:17 UTC3343
- Of Black Stars and Bright Skies 2015-06-01 07:17:58 UTC2627
- Of Myths and Masks 2015-06-09 08:07:58 UTC2516
- Of Refuge and Runes 2015-06-24 04:34:16 UTC2888
- Of Actor and Assault 2015-07-04 05:28:59 UTC4008
- Of Dementia and Dungeons 2015-07-14 10:00:45 UTC2775
- Of Breakout and Banishment 2015-08-26 14:01:08 UTC3030
- Of Sunsets and Sarabic 2015-10-11 07:37:46 UTC3011
- Of Caravans and Carcosa 2016-03-02 09:59:01 UTC3921
- Of Shepherds and Secrets 2016-07-18 06:10:21 UTC4028
- Of Books and Blades 2018-08-19 12:41:13 UTC4999