HaikusBonfireStrands of red and orangeShooting through the midight skyCampers toasty warm.Whistling WindSwiring, yet unseen,The whispering wind capturesThe fallen dead leaves.Howling WolvesTheir cries fill the night,Filling the moonlit skies withTheir dreadful longing.Fallen AppleTrampled, forgotten,The apple's once red colorsAre now bleak ad brown.MoonlightFilling the shadows,Moonlight glow chases awayThe darkness once feared.
No Strings Attached Chapter 1 “Luna, get up!” I heard and jolted awake, my ears still ringing from both the voices from my head and the voice that remained beside me. As I gazed around in both fright and astonishment, nformation of my surroundings flooded back to me; I was home, sitting at my desk in my study room. The walls coated from ceiling to floor with maps, the desk I sat behind covered with papers of every kind, bookshelves along the walls overstuffed with books… everything was the same. Dammit, not again… I thought to myself as the last bits of the nightmare dissipated from my mind. I’d gone and drifted off at my desk… again.I covered my face with a hand and groaned, my memory now restoring itself - more or less- to normal. The nightmare had been so vivid… they usually were, but I hadn’t had one of those in a while. I’d thought I’d surely rid myself of the Fates… but they still managed to
'Chaos' ('No Strings Attached' Prologue) Chaos- a black, empty pit of despair- lies out in front of me. That's all in my field of vision… black emptiness. I can't see anything exit the void… nothing at all. No light… no creatures… nothing. I come to the realization that nothing can escape this void- perhaps nothing ever will. It's too strong. But no… something is coming from the darkness. Two… one man and one woman… and now coming from the two, more of the strange people! All of them unique and powerful; somehow I know that these beings possess a stronger power than anything else, almost more so than their parents. They are Gods. I don't know how I know so much out of the little things that I can see- the words just appear, and I know. The darkness is nearly gone now, but some of it still remains, black as can be. I'm focused on this portion of the Chaos… something is inside it. I can't tell exactly what but I believe- no… I'm certain- that something is inside. And it do