embers alone | poem

feeling bad feels nice head falling into a pillow, forearms rubbing against carpet. my face warm from the fire it feels so nice that I no longer feel bad at all How Long And Sweet A Dream Is On One Long And Dreamy Night. ~ accursed red: amazon and barnes and noble ❤

Everlasting Fire | Poem

Buried beneath layers of snow You’d think I’d be wise enough To let this go. But burns the everlasting fire in me So much so that when I stand in this storm I do not freeze. – For a brief second It is only you and I. And all alone together Enjoying the best of…

Chapter Three: The Promise Land

Everything around her swirled, hypnotically. Ismus felt her mind soar, visions of dragons and confetti streaming throughout her brain. Lion heads sang and danced. Acorns with beards smiled and laughed. Babies chuckled and soiled their diapers. Things went black, then in color. Kaleidoscope views and phantasmagorias made Ismus think she had passed out on a…