Gone (Escalation #2)

The Prince furrowed his brow, “Come out, whoever you are! Who hides in the shadows of trees?" An arrow whistled through the air...


A Stolen Life

Still as stone is the river as I crawl closer for a greeting As if some distant heart had stopped its natural beating Years together yet you know me little—I must confess I am a thief, and now a dying one no less (Please do not let this note cause you too much distress)   … Continue reading A Stolen Life