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il_570xN.670859496_r6e7The wind breaks the silence, it’s whispering cuts through it like the armoured head of the dread crocodile that swims the river Nile.

Our insecurities whisper also, of a multiple of possibilities, a clamour of thoughts. Each more final, more damning than the other.

It is a fearful thing. Weakness. Ones perception is always narrowed towards it as it worms it’s way through mind and soul.

I desire just two things, two acts to rid me of this malady, to heal my soul and free my spirit.

I wish of you to know who I am, and in that knowledge, understand me. That is the first wish.

Lastly I wish you to tell me, to whisper in my ear that despite my flaws, my shortcomings. I wish you to tell me you love me.

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Love Unrequited

Have you ever felt it?

It begins as a silent shock deep within your chest

It just sits there, growing…

Reminding you of what you would never have

Screaming silently at the injustice of it all

And all the while

You’d try to understand why it wasn’t enough

Try to think of what you could do to change it

It’s a beautiful feeling, really

Both the the intense immediate pain

And the enduring despair afterwards

For a time it bestows upon your heart impenetrable armour

You can’t harm what’s already destroyed

For a season it warps space and time

No thoughts or actions  can escape the gravity of the void

The emptiness created

When you rip out your heart

intending an exchange

And find only dust

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Nothing, just wallowing in the silence of unvoiced thoughts


Before, now…. forever


I keep all that jealousy and hope sealed, a large wad of clamped emotions


Because I’m in love with you, stupid.

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Travails of love

Look at that, no, really look

Gaze upon this truly foolish specimen of futility

Clinging ever so precariously to the ever porous buckler of hope

Does he not know that crossbow bolts of reality care not for hide and wood

Off course he does

Deep down he possesses at least an awareness of facts

But then look how he rushes

Like a lemming

An unending will to impale self on that regenerating spire

Named expectation

What does he seek?, what does he want?, what drives him forth?

A desire

An end to this loneliness

And yes, there is only one word to describe him


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Dreaming of…..

I awoke to the familiar bleating sound, I wonder if I slept at all; it seemed I’d been awake the entire time. Standing up from the bed, trying to dislodge from my head frantic thoughts about the night’s dream, it had been too real….

Walk to the bathroom after taking a few moments to gather the scattered fragments of my consciousness and succeed at creating a patchwork awareness of sorts. As usual, I spend an inordinate amount of time doing nothing, I catch myself just staring at the toothbrush, standing whole minutes motionless as water drapes over me, something’s wrong.

Unfortunately, there’s no time to fully investigate this feeling, I have to dance the tune of habit, all preparations at the allocated time, no empty slots to fill up with worry. I finish and discover I still can’t shake the feeling, if anything it’s growing stronger with the lack of attention.

And so it builds, throughout the day, past the bus ride, permeating my work activities, seeping into the evening….. till it’s all I can do just taking a breath in and out, I’m drowning, I can feel it building to a zenith. Continue reading

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A Drill ‘ s thought (No underlying message!!)

I wish you’d just let me beat you

You wish I wasn’t exactly what I am

But we both know what scares us most….

Your inevitable surrender

I would hit you like a storm

An avalanche of destruction preceding creation

Submerging past memories under debris of sand, stone and root

Releasing all your incumbent demons into my arms

Where I’d become what I was born for

To be conqueror

You’d see me exiling those doubts to paths unseen and forgotten

Freeing you….

To let me in

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Wonder and Beauty


I’ve not written anything light in a while, maybe even ever, and so… through some introspection and outside influence from my moon goddess, this was created….hope you like it, it’s a little mushy.


Lorn hated going to those things, the annual feverish gathering of warlocks was being held in the regeneration grove. To think that he would have almost missed out on what would be the most enchanting event of all his entire long life. Continue reading

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Continuum: Chilliani


In her emergence from childhood to adolescence, Chilliani noticed a few things. People looked at her differently, she was already used to the attention and random small favours that came with being related to Ira the wise. Continue reading

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Continuum: Seandar


This tale is set in the land of Erathil, particularly in a small village located on the north eastern, unexplored, outlying borders of the Orl Empire. (This particular info should be considered useless, in relation to the rest of the tale) Continue reading

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