After a year of enduring the bite of Kile’s needle, Evie thought she’d be accustomed to the sting by now. With only a few short weeks between sessions, the itch and bruising didn’t have much time to heal before another sitting. The stylized masterpiece covered her back from neck to waist. The red hawk perched … Continue reading Inked
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Guardian
A month before, Evie began preparing for the ritual that would begin at dawn of her 18th year. The first daughter in four generations, Evie’s marking would be an occasion for her entire clan to celebrate. The ritual, which would take 12 months to complete, would start at midnight on her birthday, and end at … Continue reading Guardian
A new day dawning
Just as the morning sun set the sky ablaze, he would kindle a spark in her heart. She’d melt at the sight of the sunrise, he knew she would. She’d fall in love with him as easily as he fell for her. She’d see he did everything for her, for them. She’d understand the extremes … Continue reading A new day dawning
Opening a vein
The voices in my head, pounding against my skull, jockey with each other to break free. Relentless in their onslaught, I can only quiet them by surrendering, bleeding them out through my pen. For this weekend's Trifextra, challenge... "in honor of (National Novel Writing Month and) all of the writers throwing rationality (and perhaps sanity) to … Continue reading Opening a vein
Fly like an eagle
Animals play an significant part in Celtic mythology. The raven is often seen as harbingers of war and death. In Irish folklore, Warrior Goddess Morrighan would take the shape of a raven, and mete out who would be triumphant on the field of battle, and who would be carried off on his shield. Eagles, associated … Continue reading Fly like an eagle
Missing what you’ve never had
Still, even after all that has happened, after all the hurt and confusion, I miss you. Or rather, I miss what could have been. I wish I were able to sit down with you, maybe over a cup of coffee, and have a real conversation with you. I don’t even know if you drink coffee… … Continue reading Missing what you’ve never had