Colorcode snapped back into the real world as the apparitions of Darken Fogs’ deception disappeared quietly in the back woods. The wary knight relinquished his color bend and continued his search within the accursed woods. The haunting air became more complex as the smell of limp flesh became detectable. The knight peered but more importantly … Continue reading Azulrun of the Coppice People
Friday Night Poetry Corner #79–An Angel’s last wish
I very, very seldom do romantic poems, or even love stories. I usually shy away from such topics or look at my brother from another mother F. Kenneth Taylor tackle that specific subject. I really did not have a strong reason for such an avoidance but any note here we go.. I wrote this love … Continue reading Friday Night Poetry Corner #79–An Angel’s last wish
