There is a world that does exist Where the cobblestones whisper abandoned poems And the rivers run with dreams Where beauty lies in things unseen and love flows in unknown tongues There is a world that does exist For the brave to hold the pen and feelThe others call it talesAnd, perhaps, tales they are … Read more
Boisterous laughter echoed through the passageway. It was another icy Winter’s morning, the solstice of the season. The aroma of the fireplace filled the living room as Lady Hazel chatted excitedly. Heather, the Lady’s Pomeranian, nestled deep into the Persian rug, waking every few minutes startled by the Lady’s outbursts, then canoodling back into her … Read more
Alice stared, her jaw gravitating towards the marble floor. Before her eyes was the handmaid. Alongside the handmaid stood a bucket of brown muck surrounded by a pool of dirty water. A wrangled mop lay cast aside. In the pool was a whole raw chicken drenched in the swampy fluid. Lady Hazel was stationed before … Read more
The Painter walked through his gallery; it was found above his bedroom of the cottage, where a wooden staircase led to the attic. He had many cottages, each for a different purpose. This cottage was hidden deep within the forest, and was especially for his paintings and his time away to create. The air smelled … Read more