A morning thunderstorm brewed on the outskirts of the City Fortress of Anglevin. Princess Brandywijn stirred in her bed, half asleep, half disturbed by yet
Tag: creative writing
Wrath
Volume warning: May be loud Pride?Fear?Those who look at horrors as to say, “I want to feel something!”You want to feel?You who thinks the dark
The Fair Moonlight Pt. II
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
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
Escape Imagination 