I would rather stand before a jury of my peers. Than find myself standing before a mirror. Looking at my reflection. The image of a man already hanged. "Let the hanged man speak!" Shouts the rambunctious crowd. The words of a dead man. Are as valuable as the paper it is written on. Fate sealed... Continue Reading →
When the strings of fate are plucked,It makes a hauntingly beautiful melody. Header Photo Credit to iPeccatore on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/ipeccatore/art/Strings-of-Fate-506563556
Writing Prompt: "The local humans are having troubles getting their crops to grow so they decide to sacrifice a young girl to their god, by tying her to a heavy rock and throwing it into the sea. She is found by you, a powerful ocean deity...who is displeased by their cruelty." A loud splash... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 