Drawing upon the symbolism of Greco-Roman myth, the ferocity of Robert E. Howard, the psychological shadows of Poe, the decadent romanticism of Wilde, and the existential gravity of Nietzsche and Camus, Michael E. Spiggos constructs a world where despair is consecrated, love becomes an apocalypse and the final surrender becomes the ultimate sacrament.
Relentlessly bleak yet fiercely beautiful, this collection transforms personal agony into a resonant, mythic architecture of loss. It does not offer comfort; instead, it confronts the void with unflinching honesty. Under the Rose lingers long after the final page - a dark symphony of ruin, surrender, and the stark beauty found only at the edge of the soul’s darkest winter.
"For the night has won,
And its victory
Is now holy"
