With shadows raining singing to treble nothing but silence with a fragrance of the Bathsheba rose and ghosts with pinions awakening seeds of the Hollyhocks becoming dreams of honey and tea with wings of bees fading thimble listening to murmurs of sympathy...
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Scamp's Adventures #12 A Halloween tale
A spooky good time.Miss Emily called the critters over to her and said, "It's time for us to have special company.“ The critters cheered and Scamp ran around in circles. Miss Emily giggled and said, "The children from the children's home are coming to spend Halloween with u...
Loving Her In Silence
Sometimes silence speaks louder than words.When they met, he never imagined his life would be so full of love. Though his wife has autism and moderate cerebral palsy, oftentimes acting much younger than her biological age to the point where she sees him as her one and only protector, he loves her...
Haunting capricious shadow a silence grandeur to adore of darkness half-strangled kneeling at naked shores with love's restrained and a theatrical footprint beneath my door as my quill deploys as before a silence grandeur to adore
In a beautiful house on the outskirts of a large city, the six-year-old Benjamin was playing with his grandfather. Benjamin was the kind of kid who could never sit quietly. His active imagination made an adventure out of everything. That day, Benjamin was...
Never Go Woods
Everything on this end of town was dead, except for Evergreen Woods...Miranda’s knees were locked and there was a slight tremble in her legs. Despite the cool weather, she felt sweat break out onto her back the moment they stepped into the clearing. The cold snap had settled in a few days ago. Fall was coming. This time of...
Down In The Well
Returning home leads to discoveries and revelationsThe road disappeared behind me as I drove up the narrow, rugged gravel driveway to my family’s ancestral home. As I rounded a treacherous bend, the old house came into view. I was glad that I had thought to rent a 4x4 pickup for the trip. Years of abandon...
I Think I Have Been Misunderstood
Realizing how silly I was.I think that I have been misunderstood I would go back and correct it if only I could I did not answer her mail in time on that night I let her down and upset her and that was not right I feel that I have been misunderstood I would go back and correct it...
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Winds Good Fellow Calliope
From the Archives.Sounding the echo of an eternal choir and shadow of loveliness in hourglass from the archives beneath the window of yesterday's forever-now memories in seance with the templars of nature listening to winds good fellow calliope and yawling sails of Autumn'...
Unveiling the Past
Jess talk about her pastChapter 4 As the evening unfolded, Jess and I found ourselves enveloped in an intimate and serene atmosphere. The soft glow of the flickering candlelight danced across the room, casting a warm and comforting aura. It created a perfect backdrop for the dee...
Soft Mews [of 'I Love You's]
Goodbye baby kitty. I'll love you forever and ever.Twelve years. I count myself rather lucky to have found you to have chosen you to have been chosen by you to watch you grow and live. twelve years of headbutts and three a.m. zoomies and little paw pats for attention. Twelve years of watching the "ghost f...
Across the Hallway
A flat has been empty for years, but what's that sound coming from within?He reached the top of the stairs and paused to regain his breath. He sometimes wished that the small block of six flats had a lift, but then walking up and down to his home was, other than sometimes walking up to six miles a day, his only form of exercise...
Your Sweetest Dream
I could be your forever...What am I supposed to say When I love you is not enough And I am lost for words? What am I supposed to do With all these unspoken feelings Hidden inside my heart? Take me home with you Hold my heart in your hands Love me more than love can say Entwine my...
Narcissus, the Nephilim
a theological headcanon of mixed mythology“I want to be a demon,” the Nephilim said, “Even if I have to barter my wings for horns and a tail. I want to be a demon.” The priest furrowed his brow as he heard the confession, "Your lineage is half Divine, why would you give that up to be beyond the r...
