Posted in Fiction
I traveled on a frozen lake towards a lonely mountain. The wind cutting me to the bone. When I arrived a portal awaited, a gateway unlike any I had ever seen. I hesitated but stepped through. Down
Posted in Poetry
I feel a pit inside myselfI know that it is fearThings are going too good by farI feel the end draws near My happiness is not a jokeIt’s bubbling from me in a waveBut the terror, it holds onto
Posted in Fiction
“Stay here.” Those were the last words she said to me before she risked the shopping market. And so, I am quietly hunched in the nearby bushes like a newborn fawn. We had been on the run for what