Ever On the Wing, pt. III

Chimeric ebullience is all my vessel Swathing as the springtime mistral For enthralling and enchanting is all that might stupefy Lest you crack the icy enamel with a sanguine sigh   And take to the wing as a swift   Agile

Shree

In deep twilight, ghasts and ghouls emerge to haunt In the depths of the world, all too horrid and gaunt Ripped and ragged, their weathered cloaks they flaunt Nothing can stop their shrieks and harrowing taunts   Each has a name, don't you know, just like we The tortured living, we the tormented free And if... Continue Reading →

What Really Scares Us

(Continued from The Children - Rachel and Jonathan) A few minutes after the hilarity had calmed, when everyone wiped the last tears from their eyes and huffed their last giggles, Jonathan emerged from his room, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The 17-year-old boy laughed at his mother briefly; she was still clad in her suave and sassy... Continue Reading →

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