And the Chunnering Wyrm Doth Chide
Well, it's a complicated story. This was a few years back, by now. I was trying to get up toward St. Arringer's, I'd had a message from a cousin there was work to be had. So I was catching long distance busses when I could afford em and hitchhiking...
The Carousel of Spirits
The shadow of ghostly gray that was otter's ethereal form already sat in the doorway of the workshop. artie didn't know how, but the ghosts always knew when their bodies were done.
Spirit of the Sands
Rifle in hand All through the night He sees the targets through his sites They try to run, covering their head For when he pulls the trigger they all fall dead Those who are spared by his hands Will know the Spirit of the Sands.
This Used To Be My Eternity (Poem)
--This was written a while ago as well. Again, I was in an odd mood. I much prefer this piece though than the previous one. The title and the final line come from 'Le Portrait De Petite Cossette'-- There was a time when I was alone Interacting with...
Shadow of the Ancestors - Chapter 3
Have you found anything with the results of belleza's ghost appearing?" "last she appeared was a month ago along the shores of lake pretca. she stayed there between three and four in the morning before simply fading away.
Shadow of the Ancestors - Chapter 1
People have been seeing the ghost of belleza oncera more and more often over the past few years. come to think of it, they started around the same time you started seeing your therapist about these dreams."
Wienners' FACTION - English Retranslation
This is my attempt to reconfigure the english translation that wikimon provides for the digimon ghost game theme song "faction" by the band wienners into something more comprehensible as a song. poetry isn't my strong suit.
Vignette: Your Unfriendly Neighborhood Ghost Goat
It had been seven years, almost to the day. Michael leaned his shoulders and head back against a mostly-naked oak as he stared at the small house a hundred feet away. The tip of his left horn wedged itself uncomfortably and unexpectedly into the bark...
A Sweet October Night
To his shock, charlie's ghost grew fainter the more the badger breathed fresh air. the further he was away from the smell, the less powerful charlie's ghost was. but the closer he got, the more vivid he appeared.
Hope
Hope by: opera ghost i can't be free, so don't hold on to me. you'll be trapped in this cell! my fate is not yours as well. i'm chained to this wall, where no one hears me call.
Banshee
We left the next morning before the sunlight filtered through the trees. Jonas was obviously very practiced in packing up his belongings. I was amazed at how much he was able to fit into his single backpack. Unfortunately for me, I was the one he...
Within another's life (short story)
**Another's life** Awakening from a deep sleep is not a desirable thing at the best of time, I think we can all agree on that. Waking up from a shallow sleepless night can be worse, or waking up to a nightmare. I've had all of those before, as I'm...