Chapter 13
I apologize for who short this chapter is, and how long it's been since I've written. But the truth is that this chapter is a set up to the next chapter, which reveals more about Beowulf than most people would think. Also, the ending is needed. Phelps...
The White Rose Blooms - 2022
Other wolves have heard, have howled with him in his grief. but with his son beside, it wouldn't feel like it, surely.
A Year
It's been a year since I saw you last. How has time gone by so fast? A year to the day, You were no longer OK. There hasn't been a day that's gone by Where I've looked over and expected you by my side. Your cage, now clean, still sits upon its...
Sunrise Song
**SUNRISE'S SONG.** By Stephan Glazer. Your smile will be missed. Your touch is fading. Your image is all we have. You have left those who love you. But not by your choice. The nights grow cold, without you here. The days...
Rainy Day
Delilah paused, letting the radio droop away from her muzzle, and let out a small sob, the beginning of the grief she had held at bay, to be the rock her mother needed through the service and burial coming up from nowhere at last.
Epilogue: A Short Story
grief paralyzed him, and he wept, and wept, and wept. his shoulder dug into the edge of the headstone, but he didn't care. he deserved it.
Long, Lost, Gone; Prequel
"Hey Soren?" The fox asked, leaning his head back into the lap of the wolf he called his lover. "Let's stay like this forever, okay?" He smiled softly, and squirmed around as Soren bopped his nose. "Hey! Stop that!" He cried, as the action was...
Special Exception: Connected Darkness
To aid i should not be afraid yet alone i sit in dread my hands slowly hope they shred piece by piece death shreds my life only i know my inner strife by true friends i am tamed sad, grief, despair they are named what does my name even mean?
The Seasons of Loss - short poem
The end of winter, Cold and harsh, Ripped my heart to shreds. As Spring arrived, The tears were sewn, Never meant to hold. Summer's heat, Proved too much, All bonds I hold must die. Now here I sit, Legs forever still, Waiting for Autumn's...
Sacrifice
She pulled it back and looked at the grave with grief in her eyes. "da-daddy. i miss you." she whispered "i know you told me to be strong...but sometimes...it's so hard."
A Painful Memory
> "I don't want to start any blasphemous rumours > But I think that God's got a sick sense of humor and > When I die, I expect to find > Him laughing" > -Martin Gore of Depeche Mode, from Blasphemous Rumours Johnathan could hardly contain...
The White Rose Bud - 2022
The White Rose Bud "Dex, please, trust me on this!" Chase insisted, clinging onto his friend's arm. He tilted his head towards the baking apparatus lined up on the kitchen counter. From whisks, cake pans, and...