“The eyes are the quickest to deceive a man.
This is why I am glad to be blind.
There are no deceptions.”
Arajuan to Tarnink
Anika lay in her tent and stared at the ceiling. She was restless and found it difficult to get to sleep. She sat there with thoughts of home and Atron Reu. He always had made her laugh, and she missed him. The boy often got himself into trouble with the other elves. He had a habit of escaping the village, which caused her to drag him back. If he were to do that now, without her, Arajuan might find him. She despised having to deal with Arajuan’s cruel way of taunting her mind.
Anika felt uneasy about Atron, that he was unhappy without her. She hoped she was wrong as she already worried enough. Whatever the child did she wanted him to stay safe. The Aldarian Army hunted half-dragons now even more than dragons were. Thinking of dragons
I think this story would make a very scary movie. A horror movie. It’s about a guy killing their friend and then regretting it. I believe the setting is in Italy. It’s sad but evil. All of this is my opinion.
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By Damien Knight
Help! The wild one screams
into the void of a snow covered waste.
There is no freedom to be wrought
With his soiled hands and so he falls
To the wretched mind blocking away
The infernal, eternal, light of day.
By Damien Knight
(copied from my Niume Blog.)
Hello everyone, I have decided since I am no longer working a traditional job I would like to attempt to blog regularly. For the next two weeks I am setting myself a challenge. I am going to write a poem every day. I am going to pick 14 subjects and list them below as a reminder for myself. Today won’t count but I will be posting one today too because why not.
And there we go. So for the next two weeks be ready for a burst of writing love!