We all need a refuge, some times. Still in the same world I have been for a while. I kneel in the chapel, the greatest peace I find. There i take refuge from the magic in my mind. No curse there may hunt me, nor cast me into chains. There I find new courage to… Read More Refuge
The immortal grief over mortal love. From the same world as yesterday’s actually. A flower grows by the old linden tree Quiet and lovely, though subtle to see. The standing stones their vigil keep And every year he comes to weep. Not at her grave, which he cannot reach But by the linden and neighboring… Read More Fairy Lover
A bit more of a hopeful one than has come to me lately. I hope you enjoy. Out of the black woods comes the sun The night is over the day begun. The battle fought to victory A time of mourning then joy will be. The ash tree sheds a steady light Through forest gloom… Read More Coming of Dawn
From the same world as the Siren’s call poem. A bit more of a historical piece. In the woods a ring of stones Black as night, strong, alone. A portal held against the foe From other worlds and long ago. A clan there was of warriors strong Who guard the gates through ages long And… Read More Guardians
This one’s a little darker than my usual. Something I wrote from the perspective one of the characters in my stories. Note: Literal Siren Honey sweet and sliding scales, chains of music in my mind. No salty breath or flashing tails just courtesy and wine. Every word a melody, every smile a song. A whispered… Read More Siren’s Call