It was a dreary, stormy afternoon. The sky was dark grey, the wind howled, the rain poured down in a vast shower, thunder rumbled, and
Author: Marcos Lopez
The Mirage
Volume warning: May be loud Was she radiant? Or was she a snare? How could something so beautiful be so cold? As for him, he
The Shepherd
The Princess of the Anglevin Kingdom was as fair as the spring lilies in bloom. The fair Princess sat inside her ornate carriage on her
The Fair Moonlight
The fair moonlight above was but a slight respite from the darkness that washed over the empty street, not a light pole or a porch
The Genesis: Markhan’ai Lord of Darkness, Purloiner of light, The Dark itself
Wondrous, were the Fae…when they sparked out of the dark primordial soot and black salt waters of the ocean deep. In the dark times, darkness
The Wanderer
He wandered until wandering became a chore, and then he sat. He sat and put his face to the sun, it burned, it cracked his
Escape Imagination 