Beloved one, come take my hand hints of hibiscus , realms of roses, orchards of orchids

The vanishing fairies have told me to never leave

I envision you within each portioned atom

The men on horseback were dressed in long cloths. Their hoods around their slightly tanned faces. While the coach was carefully driven into a lower region of the woods, we heard them talk in a languag...

The clock was an awkward hour when she logged in again. The flutterling nightmoths revealed themselves n her mind when she entered cyberspace. There was a slight tension n th air though she knew it wa...

He was desiged for a purpose yet to be found out. When he was programmed various particles connected. They aimed for him to be the best Bot. One who would bring many to mind ponder. He would disguise ...

Praying mantis smiles at me when she crushes open

Chapter 5, Journey When noon sank in and all hills lay quietly sleeping in a sandy coloured distance , it was time to start our journey.

Listen long, the sirens are singing To capture the sound

Oh ,luminous light,of purification Ravens are sleeping

She is a lilly

pure You were

Chapter four, Noadi When I woke up I was alone in the hive. The Silverwolves had gone to start their day. A yawn escaped from my mouth.

After the initiation rite has come to a closure Varg tells me I am to spend time with Yaeger. She will teach me some Clan ways. I watch her play with Madda chasing him around in the fields. They indul...

She draws transparant lines in His palms Covering the nape of His neck

Binding red ribbons around silken syllables

Drawing the mandala of your face

Dawn dressed in amber with golden hues through cloud decks of silver swirling like fishes across the skies. Each shape altering itself in new beginnings. The SilverWolves gathered around the heart of ...

In sleep, I journey though the worlds. From Middle World to Upper World to meet Allfather. He rides his eight legged horse. His silver staff bears a six leaf wildflower. He has many names though most ...

Chapter 1, It begins (second part) They are called "Clan of Nor" wearing the history of a peninsula of fjords upon their skin. Fiercely built and slightly larger than their other species.