I hate to kill you, I'd hate to die, you seem a decent fellow as well
Belief has borrowed flavors, and we taste the memories of what has never come.
You are Curiosity Seven moons had passed since the cub found the strange tree-thing in the clearing. He had grown strong, almost as big as his sire. Learning to hunt had made him fast and agile. However, the cub had a tendency toward being distracted easily. His sire and packmates were often displeased by the… Continue reading Glass & Gale pt III
https://youtu.be/8ZL1fSCTkdo I feel my soul in those rocks, Standing against the onslaught. Eventually everything is eroded, But for now, I stand, Eventually everything is washed away and worn down to grains of sand Rage, I yell to the ocean, Give me all you've got Give me all I can take I will stand, as it… Continue reading Crashing Waves