She wakes with a startle, groggy as if hungover from some overindulging celebration. Though, it isn’t liquor that has her brain so foggy. Fumbling for her pen and pad—now kept diligently on the bedside table—she begins to scribble, no time to even compose herself. For a moment, images flash in her head like broken fragments of a flip-book animation. They don’t last long and her pen tries feverishly to capture any remain...
Jean and I shareThe same visionThe same king.I don't know if old ageOr a family will be granted me,Or if my heart will pour out on the groundIn the great clashWhich will soon be upon us once again.
Chapter 55 The Measure of Love Kallitris leans to me, hugs me with his wing and kisses in the lips. The pale light from the windshield hits his webbed wings and they light up dark amethyst-purple. What a magnificent creature he is. I would love just to be with him. I wish it was that simple. So many thoughts, so little time. “It’s all good” My boyfriend says. “Take me to Leot, I’m not going to hurt him. I just need to tal...
Chapter 9 Love Is Not To Be Judged It is not a woman, but a man of about forty years old. Very handsome, in a long dark cloak. His eyes are full of love, as he kisses Aret on the lips. Dara’s son ran away with a guy! “Are you wounded?” Ner kneels by me, his hands touching the arrow in my stomach. He must’ve walked out of the forest when I was spaced out in a vision. “We got ambushed by the robbers. I lost both of my men,...
