Hands in your pockets, gripped tight on reality. Heavy, wool scarf wrapped around the face. Misty eyes barely visible. A layer of frost on the coat helps complete the ensemble. Uneven breaths form thin clouds. The cold, gray world seems distant. Unable to find yourself while standing in the crowd. Church bells ring hollow. "Reach out if you need anything."When... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: "Two swords of godly origin lay stuck in stone. One is said to be evil the other heroic it is said whoever pulls one of these blades will be the ultimate force of good or evil. As a joke you pull on both however you and everyone around are in shock when both... Continue Reading →
Today is so gray. The weather is gray. The grass is gray. Even the people are gray. The cold, March weather keeps everything dull. The ground is frozen solid. The wind is stagnant. The world is quiet. It's not quite winter and not quite spring. Just an juncture where people can't enjoy the winter snow... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 