Croix - (Kreet 97)
Croix As they neared the town of Croix, Kallid rode with Mr. Price and Mr. Todd at the front of the coach, his bow still in hand with his relatively small arrows restocked in a quiver beside him. Since the attack, everyone was awake and alert....
Chapter 31: A Shocking Discovery
The pack arrived at the Historic Silver Cafe just in time for the dinner rush. Poe and his cabal were already there, sitting with two tables pushed together to have enough room for the pack as well. When they sat down, David happened to be...
Sunrise Song
**SUNRISE'S SONG.** By Stephan Glazer. Your smile will be missed. Your touch is fading. Your image is all we have. You have left those who love you. But not by your choice. The nights grow cold, without you here. The days...
Penguins
Too many suits move in too many lines. They circle banquet tables, hawk-eyed, hunting crudites, canapés, bruscheta. Fingers ferry food -- fish, perhaps -- finding slack-jawed mouths already open, squawking at wayward children or bemoaning...
WHY MOMMA?
**WHY MOMMA?** By Solarblaze Glazer. (5 years old) Why Momma, don't you wake up? I shake you, yet you don't move. Why Momma, don't you answer me? I call for you, but you don't reply. Why Momma, are you cold? I hug you, but...
You're Gone
_3:02 pm markus\>_ we also talked about getting through grief in stages. she says there are a few different lists of 'stages of grief', but that they're all just loose guidelines.
Reincarnated as an Orc in a Fantasy Land Ch. 6
The grief he felt sank him deeper into sleep than he ever had nights prior. his dreams were filled with his parents, and his village, crying out for help, calling to him, asking why he wasn't there to save them.
Grief in the Night
Sam noticed that leos eyes had changed slightly, as she gazed into them she saw more then grief lurking in the blue depths of his iris.
Eulogy to a Snail
Once upon a time a snail came with the Autumn rains. From where it came, no one knows, and for how long it stayed is known only to the eyes of light in the ceiling. Still, it must have come from somewhere pleasant, where it grasped and felt wet,...
A Year
It's been a year since I saw you last. How has time gone by so fast? A year to the day, You were no longer OK. There hasn't been a day that's gone by Where I've looked over and expected you by my side. Your cage, now clean, still sits upon its...
Window
Not merely no grief, but nothing, and numbness, and the lethe has gathered me wakeful unto her bourne. across the room is the candle. on all fours, tired and aching, i move to it, pick it up and slowly stand.
Born This Way: Chapter 14 Part 2
The world continued to move by me at a rocket pace, plunging along with the present with no thought as to the grief i felt.