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ravine bonus story- hurrons taleravine bonus story- hurrons tale1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bear…. Wolf, eagle. Always these beasts could turn the hunter into prey. Hurron knew this, it was a knowledge his father taught him well on his first bleeding of the snow.
Up in the cold you keep these three rulers in mind at all times, especially at the winters end, for wolf is still rabid with winters hunger. Bear awakens from its slumber sharing the same thought as the wolf, and northern eagles, they are always a threat. In time, they learned to wound their prey and watch it bleed to death. Yes, three ruled the mountains, but on the day of bleeding of the snow, they were all prey
Hurron pretended to be sleeping, w
Auri Roycroft - Side Story 000Stares and whispers followed Auri Roycroft as she led the pallbearers carrying the rosewood coffin of Sir Vincent Dulaine of the Royal Guard.Auri Roycroft - Side Story 0004 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was known through the whole kingdom that the honorable Sir Dulaine had rescued Auri from the streets, treated her as a daughter, and had her trained as his protegee to succeed him as Knight Grand Cross.
Many have raised their eyebrows when the proclamation had been made years ago when Sir Dulaine had first trained Auri, but now, as they witness her in full regalia, people could doubt her no further. It was as if she were made to lead the Royal Guard.
Auri Roycroft walked with an easy grace and a s
Must Love CatsMust Love Cats2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must Love Cats
Fur of gold to pet and rub,
Perfect cat for me to love,
Razor claws and pointed teeth,
All the better made to keep,
A quick brush along silky fur,
Rewarded with a rumbling purr,
Given a glancing nuzzled kiss,
He is mine and I am his.
The Cross - OnlyDaveThe Cross - OnlyDave8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Cross (A Psalm)
O unworthy am I, of the mercy Thou givest,
O unworthy art Thou, of the cross meant for me.
O worthy am I, of Thine unending wrath,
O worthy art Thou, of mine undying love.
Thou hast given to me what I do not deserve,
Thou hast taken from me what I can not bear.
Thou hast turned Thine eyes from Thine only Son,
Thou hast turned from me the death that was mine.
What mercy You showed, when You poured out Your wrath,
What life You established, when Your Son tasted death.
What joy was restored in Your greatest sorrow,
What love in my soul for that cross so despised.
"Therefore let all the house of Israel know assure
Pink apple2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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DownfallDownfall6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's n
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