They try to mask the chants with sirens trumping from white castles on distant hilltops, but they are no match for the majesty of voices joined as one and comrades arm-in-arm. Picking up fallen sisters and sympathetic brothers encountered on the way, we shall help them scrape the grit from their shins; the skin stolen in protest from beneath their nails, and hand them back the voices torn from their throats so that we may take up the cry as one: “Enough is enough”. They’ll tell most it’s what they’re owed for venturing beyond their designated shores, and so it’s up to us to bring them ruin; one song at a time.
About Callum McLaughlin
Callum McLaughlin is a passionate bookworm, crazy-cat-person in training, and freelance writer based in Scotland. If he isn’t writing his own works of fiction and poetry, he will most likely be found reading someone else’s.