Over the eloquent mountains, Through the moist tuft of cloud, Bathing in the eternal youth fountain, And protected by the sleeping shroud… It is done, I am gone Good-bye. Just as a fl… Read More
Outside, there is chaos and mayhem, resembling that in my mind which keeps me awake days at a time. I have covered the window, for I cannot bear to see it made real. It is torture enough to… Read More
Using this outline was more helpful to my creative flow than I thought it would be! t. I’ve always been content to jump right into a story — my mind is often so full of multiple… Read More
The blackness was interrupted by stuttering flickers of light, like an old analog television tuned to static. There was a high-pitched humming sound in the air, reminiscent of what one… Read More
500 AD Murderous villagers lined the flooded streets of mud and straw, wielding high above their heads flaming, wooden torches. Features of madness were etched upon their shadowed face… Read More
I have been taking human souls since the dawning of time. The first Neanderthal to die was confused, and therefore frightened, at the apparent failures of his body to sustain him furth… Read More
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