Beyond the sweet lull of the narcotic, Beyond the simple delight of the flesh, Beyond the momentous catharsis, A primordial thirst, lies unquenched, Beyond those empty stares, Beyond the wraiths’ … Continue reading Beyond
A Warhammer 40k inspired short story.
A window inside a suicidal mind during its darkest moments, just before everything goes pitch black – for the purpose of dissipating the stigma around the uncomfortable truth that millions share Helen’s fate every day and they all deserve our help and understanding.
To find that ultimate alone-ness in this uncaring universe… we are godless – we have always been. What questions do we ask ourselves? How do we explain this soul crushing … Continue reading Godless of…
In the end, What awaits us? What awaits the sinner’s soul? Will God grant us repentance for our sins? Or shall He be as Vindictive as the Book says? We … Continue reading In the End…
Here lies His great iron hand, waiting for the call that has been ordained, ~Script destroyed by mold~ Turn from this vault of accursed knowledge, Some doors are supposed to … Continue reading The Scything
Aihal Morwalienn has found a very strange writing written in chalk on one of the support columns of the Arena in Kadril… The characters are of unknown alphabet and cipher, which … Continue reading Writings on the Wall
A Pathfinder Story. This is the prologue of the first of the series of short stories written in the lively, homebrewed Pathfinder/DnD5 setting of Il’Amoreth, complementing the events of the game campaigns themselves.
In the silent moments before the clock hits midnight, I find myself sitting beneath that oak tree, Gazing absently in the intricate dance of stars above, expecting her with glee, … Continue reading Thorny Kiss
They are like birds of prey who nibble and peck,These echoes of feelings, sensations and pains,At the edge of consciousness they ceaselessly wreck,The soul of the sufferer laden in chains, … Continue reading Empathy
Silence. That final, inevitable, thing following the last beat of the heart. The silence that is left in the crib after the newborn’s lungs draw breath no more. The silence … Continue reading Silence
Eerie lilac hues light that visage in the autumn night, Its eyes glint with power and insight, Their intense glare I can scarcely hold, The truths behind them I’m too weak … Continue reading Eyes