Engraven Figures

Engraven Figures – villanelle Cold, motionless, silent as stone. Yet somehow alive in this moment of frozen time. In the end, we’re just statues; all alone. Walking and thinking on our own, We break these laws—for us not a crime. But now cold, motionless, silent as stone. We fight back, shed our blood to atone, ToContinueContinue reading “Engraven Figures”

Indeed, We Walk Amongst Angels

It wasn’t until the night lifted the moon above her head and shone the silver-yellow rays down atop our heads that I saw her wings; they were hidden under layers of darkness and pain. Yet as she took my freely offered heart from my trembling hands she began to remove the thick bindings of chainsContinueContinue reading “Indeed, We Walk Amongst Angels”

Requiem for the Lost

Do we stand, or do we flee? In the far corners of the earth, the Lost Ones shamble. In tattered garb they wonder further. They know not where to go, for they are Lost and can never come home. They leave traces of their passing. The cold darkness and empty feeling is felt in theContinueContinue reading “Requiem for the Lost”

Heart of a Warrior

A short story from my notes: At the gates of the castle, the enemy gathers. A warrior stand ready to lead the defense from within. Stance wide and shoulders forward; his body is tense. He hears the battle cry of the enemy outside. He swallows his fear, his shaken hands grip his weapon tighter. ArmorContinueContinue reading “Heart of a Warrior”