On soft winds the screams can be heard— a slowly overwhelming, neverending cacophony...
All Too Real
Author: Mitchel David Ring
Refuge
the sky turned to a looking glass and standing beneath it...
Wastelands
Deserts where the dawn rose over all red and grey the anthem of the morn...
Figurehead
The ropes of this bridge across nothing one by one are snapping...
Driftwood
Etched into driftwood and cast away, messages to some future soul seeking a glimmer of truth...
Unearthed
All that would ever mean anything breathed in that world away from light...
Mirage
I walked hand in hand with a ghost, suspended together in time above a thousand worlds passing us by...
The Unravelling
As I fell toward the black water, reflections of the world reached out to me...
Baptism
Over the eastern plains a storm is born, herald of the shadowed morning at the beginning of the darkest days...
Carrion
When the lights go out everything becomes clear...
Anton
Anton considered Alster’s claim, then cast his mind out to the dark reaches of the manor, probing at alcoves and passageways for the touch of a stranger. Almost he felt that he could hear someone breathing, as of a hidden soul within the walls of his home.
Become Faceless
Become faceless and the dead will pass you by on their search for hallowed ground to rest upon...
Infernal
Behind a wall of flame and shadow, upon a throne of smoke, kings one by one enact their infernal rule...
Spun Gold
All this time our eyes looked ahead, catching glimpses among sunbeams of dreams hidden and waiting for our arrival...
Wind in Tall Grass
To the millions who have come before ghosts now sleeping under waning moonlight the stars have given a simple message...
