Prose

Foot steps. Sire’s foot steps always preceded his entry like no other sound she would hear in the hall. With […]

The following is a scene which popped into my head this afternoon. Expect to see more of this kind of

Story Prompt An old man tending a fire on sandy beach of the windswept coast. The Story Jarl’s bones ached.

Story Prompt A nude woman reaches through the waterfall grasping a ring of keys. The Story Lana feels the cold

Some thoughts and images as a poem is being born: The two spent the day wandering the forest. Following old

Across an ocean in a foreign land, Words of the guru fell into the man’s hand. Mystery cried for him