Auramancer: The Beginning
The box was what started it. No one knew where, or why, or how, but on one day, in one split of a fraction a second, the world changed. A young girl, playing with her great-grandmother's music box, noticed it first. Dancing lightly to the melody...
Lament for a Puppy
Memories are the best of us, what remains when we are gone. Memories are the cherished moments, the happy tears. Memories. Those remnants of time gone by that signify what it means to be, and what it means to continue on. Time conquers all....
Does it really matter?
Yes it really matters. Yes, it hurts inside. Yes, to all the fees and care to heal my broken mind. Yes, to doctor's visits. Yes, to DMV. Yes, to lines unending, so at last I can be. Yes, I say, or tell myself, the one who hurts inside,...
With Broken Hearts
With broken hearts we hold the line With broken hearts we tremble With broken hearts and broken minds we shall forev'r assemble. That hateful deed, the blood thus spilled, in name of rage and hate, it shall not be forgotten and time will make...
Life, Love, and Happiness
"Love." "Love? What's that?" "You've got to be joking." I said, as I side-eyed the walking lizard, eyebrow quirking ever-higher as this conversation progressed. "Love is why we even bother to exist." I said. "It's why we fight, and win, even...
Breaking Through
And on this day, she 'gan to move. And on this day, earth trembled. For on this day, both earth and sky, And stars, themselves, remembered. For music spoke, And music sang, And music doth remembered, That secret song, That secret heart, That...
Broken
For Makyo. Today my heart broke for a friend for one I care for deeply one who struggles with bitter curse one that would end her cheaply. My heart, thus broken, sang and wept for deep depression's mire for manic impulse, shattered mind,...
Poem: For My Dad
How do I even explain the horror? How do I explain the fear? How do I laugh in despair and communicate how I really feel? From bouts so dark I knew not depths to poor, abandoned child, you did much damage to yourself your anger became...
Zeta
My name... is Zeta. I'm not the same as most. I've always been a little bit... /different/. I've always been a little bit... /strange/. Nobody knows what to make of me, least of all myself, and nobody knows how I die. \<a pause\> Many have tried...
Defeat is not Surrender
Defeat is not surrender, nor is darkness light. Though pain may overwhelm us it cannot stop our bright. Defeat is not surrender, nor is the battle lost. Defeat is not surrender, though we have paid great cost. For in our hearts a forest...
Poem: Finally Sleeping
CW: Suicidal Imagery ---------------------------------------- I never knew what rest meant. I never know I was tired. I never knew past exhaustion, and through anxiety, so wired. I never knew what rest meant. I never knew without hope. I...
The Torch is Lit
The torch is lit the gauntlet thrown the steel glints in darkness and now it comes to us at last to defend 'gainst this harshness. The trumpet blasts, the arrows fall, but we will not be shaken for within us dragons' blood flows, "These...