Failure Gazing up into the hard moonless night The wind pulls my soul from my lips. To what do I fathom in the ink-velvet sky? No hope do I see from the dawning day. My warrior hath gone to war,…
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Ashes
The ashes blew up from the fire as she gazed into the flames, tears making runnels in those ashes that kissed her face. She tried hard to think of his soul rising up with the sparks into the wind…
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Historical fantasy, time travel adventure, and urban fantasy 