"No time to lose when it comes to delivering your valentine!"
Death, you have an ugly face;My valentine’s is so much prettier! Damn you, I’ll beat you in a race,To my valentines bed,To bring about some grace For sure, my love for my love will best youI am ahead, no time to restMy...
"The first time he found The Lady. Now he seeks The Tiger…"
Once before I knelt, sitting zazen before the Two Doors: The Lady or the Tiger.Last time I chose Right, and the Lady became my wife, and the breath and love of my life.Then she and our child died in childbirth.Now...
"Grieving friends find something needed in each other."
It was the right kind of day, chilly and gray, miserable, the sky low and sullen and spitting a few icy snowflakes which whipped around in the stiff wind. The kind of day that’s wholly appropriate for burying your best...
"If Disney made a horror story"
Sara raises her gloved hands to her mouth, warming them through with her breath. Winter will soon be upon them, and desperately she walks through the forest, using the final moments of the fading sun to gather enough herbs to...
"What in the Hell is on the other side of the mountain?"
It was the early morning of Oct 25, 2020, a perfect day for a birthday hike. I, Actaeon, started to walk along the trail through the sunlit mist. The brush was profuse, yet I frequently saw deer and fox roving...
"All we can do sometimes is accept our fate"
“There’s no escape! Your seed and soul will be mine!” it growled.Even though terrified, his cock was a traitor; jumping as the attractive entity floated towards him, kneeling. Its eyes rolled back the entire time, the warmest mouth he ever...
"He thought he was tracking her but was she just luring him?"
The HunterThe hunter was moving quietly through the woods, searching for signs of deer in the area. He needed this hunt to feed himself for the winter. As he moved, he became quite aware of the sound of something moving...
You look utterly lovely.Vows are made. No-one breathes as we watch the agony of the rings.A deal is done, a tsunami of hope from those here present.You fuss over that fold in your dress. (It was me who helped you...
In Flanders Fields they made love, embracing the trenches which lurk between adoration and bereavement, between possibilities and impossibilities, between passion and prohibition. “This is the end, my love,” he whispered through her tears, as the soft wind shared their...
