A single thought, precious seed from which Creation unfurled and curled its tendrils round and wound the ticking clock of time, reason and rhyme falling from the sky like icy kisses. I turned my face upward into space … Continue reading The Promise/Poetry
What do you see, dear Mother, from way up high when you peer down at the lost world with your bright eye through the keyhole of time, what reason or rhyme do you find in the madness and mayhem, creeping … Continue reading Through the Keyhole Darkly
A mother’s language is universal. “But why can’t we go swimming with the Wood ducklings? They get to have all the fun.” “Why do we have to listen to her? We can just go when she isn’t looking. … Continue reading “Because I said So!” #1linerwednesday
Anger, love, and determination joined together to strangle the fear that crippled M’na, knowing she must stall Ar’tine. She had to reach Amhain before the god discoverd him, before anything happened to another of her loved ones. Continue reading Beg, Barter, Beat/Forever Never
The numbing fingers of cruel truth were already digging into M’na’s brain as awareness wrapped itself around her heart and the world went misty gray, threatening to disappear altogether. She fell backward onto the ground in stunned shock, Amhain’s voice tunneling toward her through the dense vacuum of eternal space between them.
Do not be afraid, my child. Fear is the succor of Darkness. It’s Creator can smell it, will come for it and will let you drown in it while its Master feels entertained. You must be stronger than this. There is no fear in Perfect Love, and in Perfect Love were we all created. Even that Darkness which seeks to destroy that perfection.” Continue reading The Mother’s Wisdom/Forever Never