Conclusion

The Lament of the Winged ended today. Its story was told, and it somehow was difficult to write. Despite its low popularity, I felt I accomplished something powerful. Nevertheless, I had nothing more to tell. Maybe one day I'll return. Maybe there's a world to be discovered. Maybe the story just needs to sink into the depths to become diamond in the furnaces of the dark. We shall see.


Note the tenses. We were the winged ones. They are the ascended.

I still have yet to divulge the thoughts behind the tale yet. I intend to, though. Soon, as it's ended, and obviously not eternal like the first Lament. Next week, we will fill the slot with The Sevenfold Sorrows of the Lord.