As unceasingly words flow, let me scrawl thee a tale. For to thee I wish to extend a dream upon my
The day had dawned with the fiery intensity of a screaming newborn babe. Ever since her annoying y
“I recall a feeling of flight, like I was soaring through the blue skies above me, light as the ai
December 1, 2011 in Action, Fantasy, Fiction, Romance
As unceasingly words flow, let me scrawl thee a tale. For to thee I wish to extend a dream upon my naked palm: On this warm summer’s day it is a vision of love, true and never kept part, I share. You can see over yonder a couple stands, a handsome pair they be. Where, [...]
November 27, 2011 in Fantasy, Fiction, Romance
The day had dawned with the fiery intensity of a screaming newborn babe. Ever since her annoying yet reassuring conversation with her meddlesome but well intending friend Elise, Maye’s hope that John would someday return from sea had once more been rekindled in a misdirected kind of way. Maye remembered the night he had left, [...]
November 23, 2011 in Fantasy, Fiction, Romance
“I recall a feeling of flight, like I was soaring through the blue skies above me, light as the air swept beneath the delicate paper wings of a butterfly. I lightheartedly smiled at my own joy and spun three times before being caught in his arms. He chuckled pulling me closer to himself; brightness like [...]
November 21, 2011 in Action, Fantasy, Fiction, Romance
“Wherever you go, there you are.” Now to me it is an interesting lot of occurrences which bring about a statement as such. To be content with and in each circumstance you arrive in is not something easily learned. Good day to you. My name is Joseph simply put. By birth Joseph Daniel Hutton but [...]
November 12, 2011 in Fantasy, Fiction, Romance
There was only one thing now that gave purpose to her lost existence; that was writing tales, poems of the past, of the present; the future, to tell her tale as her heart had seen it. If only to ease her mind, comfort her days, and let a glimmer of light shine through into her [...]
November 3, 2011 in Fantasy, Fiction, Romance
He had that way about him she remembered…shivering, curled in the corner trying to conserve any warmth remaining in her bones. It was cold, too cold for a typical fall night. Something had to have happened, she could feel it, deep within her soul, something was misplaced that night, something in the cold expanses that [...]
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