Here I sit, waiting for something to stir inside.Something unavoidable.A word, image, or emotion that sets my being to work.Signals to amplify. Mind itching, soul contorting, body in stasis.Dependent on that flow to be complete.Hunting a purpose for the moment.A weapon to kill the emptiness inside. At long last the darkness is slashed away.Awaken the…
Category: Visualize
The Promise of Tomorrow
Nearly scraping your toes, a rigid stalk shot from the ground. Leaves and vines poured past you in great amount and yet you remained still. When the flurry of plant matter subsided, an enormous verdant trunk was on display in the sea of vines and leaves. It curled upward through the lumpy clouds high above,…
A Breeze of Sea and Trees
Cool wisps of fog linger near the dark edges of evergreen branches. Bordered by steep stony crags that lift into the sky and lower into the sea, the forest of Firstlight nestles close to the coast and the city of Fogmorn. It was here that the rhythmic tones had led you, to a place among…
Inviting Sounds In Early Morning
The sun has yet to rise as a gentle thrumming undulates across the open field in front of you. Fireflies alight in the pre-morning symphony, swirling around your form and causing trails in the fog. Is it a horn and drums that sources the disturbance? Whatever it is seems to pull you in, a gnawing…
Mottled Return
The end is nigh!Ye, the end is in sight.The end is a blight of which forewarns our demise.Our return to the night, the deepest dark in our eyes. Sight slips away as reality rends our brain.The prickling of life shivers across the grey surface.Bridges burning in the frigid slowing undulations.Memories unfriendly as they pass. Teeter…
trapezist
It was she, the trapeze artist, that saved my life back then.
Severing Breath
Air wrapped around their plumed limbs, drying and stretching them simultaneously. Their frail bodies danced in the ever increasing gale as they fought to keep tight their hold. The thought of loosing their grip sent tremors through their minds, shaking their resolve, and yet they held fast. Today was not the day for these to…
Introduction
The sky was white with fury. Perhaps it was only in my mind, my perception of the atmosphere being one of blinding light. Was this my birth? Cold. Wet. Screaming. It had to be my birth day. “What will you name him?” a voice bluntly asked. Two sets of eyes darted around the room. “We…
Aeon
A snail climbs onto a table. It’s flexible eye stalks extend to reveal tiny eyes browsing the faces around itself. This tiny marvel begins to transmute itself into the most advanced life form it can find. One of it’s tiny eyes begin to grow, beginning to look just like mine. With a stare that reaches…