With the storm brewing all around her, she looked into the pond to see her reflection. She did not recognize the person looking back at her. The person in the water wore a tattered rain soaked cloak over an equally described, lithe form. Every time the lighting flashed, cuts and bruises could be seen on… Continue reading Fallen Angel: Epilouge
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To the Drumbeat
A mist covered the land that I looked upon in the early morning. I never enjoyed the morning but all night my dreams screamed at me to get up. Finally I consented, woke, dressed, and stepped outside in the chilly, yet humid spring morning.
Dark Prose
This edition of Dark Prose features; leaving by Spider42, lighting by Spider42, and Frozen by Insomnis. Please read, and let them know if you enjoy their writings.