I was nineteen when I wrote this story, and as a writer it is about my primal landscape. My primal … More
Category: Stories
Running with the Wolves: Part Three
The autumn evening before The Hunt Demelsa sat just outside of the den, gazing up at the moon. Her physical … More
Running with the Wolves: Part Two
In the late summer her mother walked up to her, licked her ear, and said, “You are stronger now and … More
Running with the Wolves: Part One
Walking with a dance in her steps imprinted in the snow behind her, she flowered into a bound and twirl. … More
The Statue of Ice
In the past I would worry I was not the one you adore Now I’m frightened that I don’t love … More
Passing Memory in the Night
Originally posted on A Dream of Writing:
Passing Memory in the Night Wind fleeting rushes with the witch through night Faces pass…
Tesauro: Part Ten
Moonlight cast the sand in silver light. Whispering waves rushed up the shore and retreated, softly rustling away, leaving a … More
Tesauro: Part Nine
Erhart opened the door of his cottage and noticed that he had left the door unlocked. “Blow,” he muttered at … More
Tesauro: Part Eight
He kicked the stand up and took off furiously pedalling forwards through the pouring rain. Cool drops fell against his … More
Tesauro: Part Seven
And so, when the wind rose, chilling Erhart, he dragged his black boots heavily scratching across the pavement. He shivered … More