I felt locked away, in a room with no windows, no door, no escapePounding upon the padded walls, silent echoes of my screamsRainbow drops of tears sliding down my cheek, splashing upon the cold hard concrete floorWeary eyes drowning the sorrows of pain into darkness of sleep each nightLost in my own mind, of mazes and unforgiving torture of my own mistakesUntil that crack that appeared upon the wall, breaking wide for me...

Just that morning, the assassin bug had thoughts about retiring. Not that he wasn’t doing great; he was at the top of his game. But he had this nagging feeling that he was beginning, just beginning, to lose his edge. And an assassin bug with no edge is in the wrong business. He hadn’t always worked the trade. Not too long ago he was flipping maggots in some greasy log, barely getting by. Then one night, after a long shift...

I wish I was a fairy And that I could fly Spreading all my Pixie dust And I will tell you why She believes in fairies If you don't she cries Cause if you don't believe in fairies She says they often die She says if we all believe And clap our hands Fairies will live forever and We can go to Neverland A place we love to venture One that's loved by Sprite A place we can all escape A place of pure delight A place of total fa...

A spider sat on a shelf Waiting all by her self Waiting for a fly To happen to come by Says Miss Spider To the daring young fly What do you have for dinner in mind Alas poor me she said I eat alone No friends to call my own The fly felt sad As she batted her baby blue eyes So he quickly stated to dine Come back at nine She said with a smile As she thought of her mealtime But the fly changed his mind As it neared the time...

The caterpillar,Who spends half of its lifeBound to the ground,Or clinging to a leaf,Spins a cocoon and falls asleep,But who, can you tell me,When it emerges with its beautiful wings,Teaches it to fly?

If I should die, I want to become a butterfly. To flutter from flower to flower On gossamer wings using wind power. I land on a branch of a big oak tree, Waiting for the wind to set me free. I see a child in the wood walking, I drop on down and start talking. She looks up at me with a smile, I say fly away with me for a while. She spreads her wings following me, We fly so high and look at what we see. We fly for miles hol...

I wonder why, oh why,Does that fly buzz about in my eye?Is it stupid? Why my eye?Are you looking to be killed,Splatted, maimed in cold blood?Do you see that spider? Hanging around, upon its web,Beautifully spun, made from silk,He’s hungry you know!Go on, fly into it, stop bothering me!I’d wager you think,my tea is your drink,that’s why you’re there, isn’t it?Well, I hate to say this,But now you’re dead,Drowned in my cup.F...

Chapter 24 The Winds of Ashtarma “Tell me more.” I ask, rubbing the thin but strong skin of his wings between my fingers. “I was running away from the intergalactic search, when I smelled Leot. At that point I was in so much pain of his rejection, and his desire to hunt me down, that I felt like turning myself in. So I put my spaceship over that city, Deikeren, and I went there. The strangest places, these human cities......

Chapter 23 Never to let go “Here.” Kallitris points to the bin nearby. I throw the carrot into the bin and the guard, finding nothing suspicious, looks away. We’re almost to the middle of the field now. The tired and overworked people around pay no attention to us. But I still can’t see Relemill. Suddenly a man, bending to pick a carrot right by me falls to the ground. “It’s him!” Sheirer runs to the man, who looks very o...