Chapter Twenty Noah looked down at his map and sighed. “You know,” he said, “I don’t know if I am going the right way or not.” “And you’re asking me for directions?” Primordious asked. “Well I mean I never have been to Saeyune before, remember I went straight from Uryaen to Aeon Torris. Not many magicians do that you know. Still this map has none of the roads marked out on it; it’s very vague I was extremely ripped off.”...

Chapter Eighteen Darwin Petral stood at the top of the small hill looking over his home town of Laudrin, enjoying the last of the summer air. Before long his two older sisters, Edwin and Lesa, had come up the hill to grab him for supper. He pleaded with them to stay and watch the setting sun before going home and they obliged in his wishes. Together they sat down on the grass on both sides of Darwin. Ever since their pare...

Chapter Twenty-eight: A Sealed Fate Ethan seemed more angry than sad by Marry’s letter after he read it. He was so upset he stormed out of the mansion on his own. He came out of the mansion at his old neighborhood and walked straight to the park he had once spent an entire spring break at. The park was covered with snow that was all the way up to his shins. Ethan sat down in the snow and simply pouted. There was nothing e...

She walked the streets, not knowing where to go or what to do. Whimpering and still warm, her newborn baby lay where she had left him. She hoped the owner of the tatty launderette would find him when she came to lock up, if no one had found him before. Flickering like a broken slot machine, the fluorescent lights of the launderette provided not enough light for day and too much for night. The baby snuffled in time with ea...

Oh great, here comes the mood, You never know how you'll be.Sometimes I cry because your rude,You must know this and agree.Please get rid of this stress,And stop talking about it.It's just an absolute mess,It bugs me; I hate to admit.You say you'll take care of this,But another month goes by.This is not happy bliss,All this shit makes me cry.There are things that need to be done,I wish you'd get it together.All this stres...

Chapter Twenty-seven: Farewell Marry and Picario quickly leapt to opposite sides as the Diablo raised his foot and tried smashing it down on them. A powerful gust of wind from the force of his stomp alone blew against Marry and Picario hard, kicking up dust in their eyes. The two squinted and then simultaneously took high to the sky. As they gained height the Diablo swung his fist at Picario. Picario barley managed to tel...

Draco stood on far end of the boat looking ahead to see if he could see Aeon Toris from afar. It was very early and the sun was still set, but Draco was always an early riser. He was a very young man, six years old, with short raven black hair that ran straight. He and his father were on a boat taking them from Saeyune to Aeon Toris and he was too young to remember his first visit there, so now as they were getting closer...

I was hopeful for a lovely day, But you just can't give me the time.I'm so miserable in so many ways,Loving you is really a crime.A simple hello would be nice,Ask me how I'm doing.Your mood is as cold as ice,Your behavior is not even amusing. You never have anything to say,I find you an absolute bore.You act like your miles away,I dream of walking out the door.I fantasize about running far away,To a house by the sea.The s...

It's a happy time of the year, I know your busy at your job.For me there's lots of tears,You act like a complete snob.You shut down and run out of here,Do you even care how I feel?You're like a magician and disappear,For me it's an emotional ordeal.I say it doesn't bother me,What am I supposed to say?Your actions hurt to some degree,These are the days, I want to runaway.I'm your loving and caring wife,You're so damn moody...

If the moment arrives where our hands unclasp, I would rather see you leave without a word, to never once glance back at the embers covering me as you exit. I would memorize everything,dissect every syllable and pause when your eyes could no longer meet where mine have always remained. Looking for possible codes and clues,buried like poisoned roots spreading. Turning every hallway in the home we madeinto haunted corridors...

I'll hear you calling out to me no matter where I am, the voice that can pass through walls, flicker among the candle's glowing wick before spreading deep below to crack through winter's ice. Marking the places we've imprinted entire lives on, the lived before and after one another, energies that are the pieces we gave of ourselves, memory's residues mingling to make our shared worlds. The places far beneath that are hold...

You can be inked on my skin, marked on my heart,tattoos and unseen etchings with our names,all our words said in the other's ear Like a secret that knew precisely where to tear open the other, whispers traveling along breezes I can feel you in, the currents coursing through this vessel. Whether I become transparent to you in time, or become like towering walls covered in dark paints and smoke to hide how fragile I can be,...

I stand in the dark, cold, still night, watching, waiting, listening hidden from view. A soft breeze blows, carrying the voices and laughter of people walking by my hidden refuge. Little do they know I am here every night protected and warm. The vent of steam from the laundry floods my area. I create a fresh hovel every night. The cardboard and packing material make a protective place that is comfortable, warm and quiet....

Sometimes we laugh and everything is great, Other times it's silence and moods.It's a crap shoot to try to relate,I don't ever want to intrude.I then feel like it's some how my fault,You don't want to talk to me.You put your feelings into a vault,I just want to run and be free.I sit here and wonder are you okay,I smile and give you a kiss.Everything is okay today,We're back to loving bliss.The sun is not shining today; no...

If silence speaks volumes then it doesn't matterhow much oxygen is expelled from my lungs for you,if one breath can strip you to the boneand shake each monster you've molded my face to. Whatever you've shaped us into,I'll be in the dark and would rather keepthe moments where I looked intothe bare essence of someone,someone who could return such a rare gaze,and never flee from what we could build together. I would rather r...