The Flower of Scotland
In the middle of losing my paternal grandmother, grandfather, and great-grandfather in the space of three years, I sat down in a rare conversation with my father. I told him that I loved him as I tried to help him care for his ailing parents, and that...
A Poem
Would you kill me if I asked it? Do you love me that much? I made a call to Jesus, He wouldn't do it. And I heard his love was eternal. What is it to live when you breathe The poisonous thoughts of heart and mind Like air from a paper...
Piercing Alarm (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The basilisk opened his eyes to take in the night around him with a gurgling sigh. His bedroom had the pale glow of a enchanted slaying weapon, his arm was resting in the spot of his bed where his wife wasn't, and silence from his alarm radio...
I Remember
**i remember, and mourn** **_i remember that day:_** **the twin pillars ablaze like so many of the watching souls;** **adults weeping from devastation and loss;** **children weeping from pure devastation and violence;** **so many lost because of just
death of a family member
my grandpa died Sunday, but i never met him, so i don't know if i should be angry or sad. he looks up at the sky as rain falls on his deep dark brown fur. As he looks up to the sky, he wonders why he suppressed his ability to know stuff ahead of...
The Cost Of Conquest
I wrote this about a year or two ago, thought I would post it for something to do. As I walk the streets, the bodies of my own men, along with those of my enemy's, they cry out to me. Even in death these poor souls find a way to disturb me, to...
The Mourning After - Chapter 3 (The Mourning)
#3 of malakye's story - part 3 (the mourning after) now we're catching up with laguna. since the last attack he has become a fully fledged warrior and is now posted at one of the outposts. we join them as his shift comes to an end.
The Mourning After - Chapter 1 (The Mourning)
#1 of malakye's story - part 3 (the mourning after) here it is! the first chapter of the 3rd book of malakye's story.
Roselyn's Letter (Twokinds snippet)
Wrote this at the spur of the moment, based off a recent sketch. Was always a fan of the darker aspects of Twokinds, so I naturally liked this sketch a lot. Hope you like it too.
Mourning The Sun
With the soulful mourning that only one so young and innocent was capable, she began to wail loudly over her broken toy. her mother gave a small gasp as she looked up from her mending, startled and worried.
FlashFic: After the Funeral
We needed to take off the formal mourning of the day and just be together. my chestfur is still wet with the pup's tears, and i feel blessed for having taken them. i was no less moved, as my damp cheekfur will attest.
The Guilded Cage, Ch 14
The Guilded Cage, Ch 14 Broken Heart, Broken Mind Jace had met the Governor only once in his life; it had been many years past, back when his brother had won a particularly high-profile exhibition match and was brought into a small room and...