• Black as Light, Part 9

    I couldn’t believe it. I was really walking back across the moat, headed back for Bottlecreek. Well, actually, I guess I could believe it. I had spent months imagining myself heading back to town triumphant. But I had always imagined Tanith would be with me and the monsters, er, misunderstood creatures, would be vanquished. Instead, I’m stuck walking back, alone with all those creatures waiting for me to return with the White Sword. “What did I ever do to deserve this?” I muttered to myself, my armor clanking with every step I took. I marched down the hill, trying desperately to not think of what I would say to King…

  • Pages flying free

    The leather bound book falls to the pebbles A gusty wind billows up and lifts the cover The rustle of turning pages echoes in the dunes As bits of sand are blown away from the summits A single sheet bathed in ink flies free Headed towards the horizon, the rising sun Landing as a leaf on a cool spring creek The ink runs free and a delicate morning glory blooms White sheets flutter from the book Pages flying free from the prison they shared Flying above the dunes and sea holly Towards the wide blue expanse and golden sun Towards freedom.