Purple Stories

Chapter 26 In the Light of Lilac-Purple Moon Now, granted the circumstances, you need to stay where you were lost, so your party can come get you when they get a chance. But that does not apply to Domiarn Gidealis, flustered by a shadow, claiming to know the future fate of his dear friend! So I follow that shadow into the hole. Does it look like I’m delirious after inhaling too much hydrogen? Or is it a cunning trap? What...

I kneel on dandelion carpets and weave lilacs between her rose and purple iris, I assume avuncular circumspect on her horizon. Her sky sucks rain that swallows my smoldering sun. Tasmanian blue gum shadows sit restless in the river’s bend. Ornithes Areioi circles concentric beneath a gibbuous placid moon. We sighing lovers who seperate at Auroras elastic dawn and lay in dark unfurrowed aubades, we listen to the oracular s...