The elder spoke beside the road

a word cut from an older wrath

It struck the man like a hidden blade

and fastened to his fading breath

From that hour on

a shadow matched his stride

No counsel guides him now

No warding voice breaks through

THINNER

The curse that hollows flesh and memory

THINNER

Unchained, unwavering, close behind

Run if you must through fractured lands

the word pursues

silent

ever certain

The morning star reveals the loss

a frame diminished, day by day

He calls to those he once betrayed

but even they avert their eyes

He walks his halls like a withering corpse

a life unraveling thread by thread

Old sins rise from the dust

and the spell remembers all

THINNER

The curse that hollows flesh and memory

THINNER

Unchained, unwavering, close behind

Run if you must through fractured lands

the word pursues

silent

ever certain

A remnant on the table waits

dark as the oath he broke

The spell leans in

one fate must fall

...

so another may rise

THINNER

The curse that hollows flesh and memory

THINNER

Unchained, unwavering, close behind

Run if you must through fractured lands

the word pursues

silent

ever certain

Thinner....