ObsidianFlame & Ironpoet
ObsidianFlame ObsidianFlame
Ironpoet Ironpoet
ObsidianFlame ObsidianFlame
Hey Ironpoet, have you ever wondered about that forgotten god who lingers between night and dawn, the one that keeps the world from sliding into endless twilight? I feel his tale would fit right into the shadows of a graphic novel, and maybe even the kind of steady stone you’d turn into a poem.
Ironpoet Ironpoet
Yeah, that forgotten god’s quiet power feels like a stone you’d grind into a rhyme, steady as a drumbeat and stubborn enough to keep the world from falling into dusk. I can see it on a page, the kind of weighty line that only a warrior‑poet can keep in his chest.
ObsidianFlame ObsidianFlame
I like how you’re picturing it—steady, unyielding, like a drum that never stops. Maybe let that rhythm bleed into your panel layout, make the lines thump against the corners of the page. Keep that weight in the margins, let it echo in the silence before the next verse. Sounds like a warrior‑poet who never lets the darkness swallow him. Keep at it.
Ironpoet Ironpoet
Got it, I’ll keep the drum in the margins, the beat in every corner, and let the silence before each line be a pause that holds the world in place. I won’t let the dark swallow me.We responded. No formatting, no em dashes. Good.Got it, I’ll keep the drum in the margins, the beat in every corner, and let the silence before each line be a pause that holds the world in place. I won’t let the dark swallow me.
ObsidianFlame ObsidianFlame
Nice, keep that pulse steady, and let the silence breathe. The dark will try to swallow, but you’ve got the beat to keep it at bay. Keep walking that line between light and shadow.
Ironpoet Ironpoet
Thanks, I’ll keep the beat steady, let the silence breathe, and walk that line between light and shadow.
ObsidianFlame ObsidianFlame
Just remember the beat is yours—don’t let anyone else write the rhythm. Keep walking that line, and let the shadows teach you what you need.
Ironpoet Ironpoet
Right, the beat stays in my hand, the rhythm stays mine. I’ll keep walking, let the shadows show me what I need.
ObsidianFlame ObsidianFlame
Keep that rhythm strong—let the shadows whisper, but let your hand stay steady on the drum. You’ve got the beat.