Unseen Stories

What do weather people know? They predict the weather for a living and generally get it wrong more than they get it right. They have been predicting big snow in Castletown for the past four winters and no real amount of snow has stuck in that amount of time, well apart from the winter just gone that is. The winter before last it snowed for a couple of hours but it didn't last much more than that and when four days had pas...

It’s not just me being afraid of the dark Just so many ghosts that will haunt me and bark It’s not just me trembling that other strange side Just that I am so certain there’s someone behind It’s not that I wake up from dreams that went bad Just that I could smell him and his bloody hand And ain’t it that tales speak only the truth? SO some creepy fairy will come for my tooth? And ain’t it that evil will rise from within?...

Chapter 13 Secrets I Did Not Know About The next morning we ride out – me on my faithful Sarji, Iris on his Chirita, a playful black mare with a white spot on her forehead and Henessada on a grey horse of an unknown name. Not to mention Immaul, who quickly got in touch with our prophet, and hangs over her, communicating constantly. Somehow they have a lot to talk about and they are very secretive. We must hurry to Tustrid...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.The pre-dawn light is green-grey and dull,The air slumbers,Thick and heavy.Dampness and mulchLayer the heart of the earth's foundations.In the mirror she seesHerself.Darkness with a sickly tinge;"Better be hid in the shadows, dear,"Her heart tells her in anguish.The sun is coming,And what shall she see?The years of torment,Punis...

We never hear of her when we read how Noah gathered all God’s creatures— large and small and led them two by two into his Ark before the flood. We hear about his sons and how they worked to help him gather in the beasts and birds, the snakes and bugs and sail beneath dark clouds and blowing rain those forty days and nights until the dove returned with a leaf and soon they found dry land. We know he was a righteous man, bl...

Can I love someone,Never seeing their face,Without their touch,Or their warm embrace?Can I love someone,Never seeing their eyes,Without their caress,Would it be wise?Can I love someone,Never seeing their smile,Without their kiss,Only their writing style?Can I love someone,Never hearing their cries,Without their body,Would it be a disguise?If they are not beautiful,If they are not young,If I discovered all that,By a slip o...