Wali and the door of the ancestorsAqeeq, the Blue Dragon — Chapter #3: The door was carved out of burnt oak; it was large and singed at the edges. "Aah this door, it was made to withstand dragon fire," Grampa croaked as he traced his...
At the crossroadsI was there, looking at you. You looked beautiful, like a paper floating in the scars of the road during the rain. You looked more beautiful when you looked at me. Why did we smile to each other? Perh...
NownessChaos stories. Thrash smash anchors unbegotten. Asgard; a pencil. Form function purpose forgotten. Tigertooths, limestone fires. Oracles or elephants, memories mired. Lambs came all hearts as holy. Pa...