Almost Neverending December 14, 2020December 14, 2020 Mitchel David RingLeave a comment Softly, as though the shadows might hear us we crept the length of the hall...
Threading Needles October 1, 2020 Mitchel David Ring7 Comments Seven sit threading needles by candlelight, their eyes dark, their hands in shadow...
Each Last Breath September 26, 2020September 25, 2020 Mitchel David Ring2 Comments White lines lead the way forward past the rows of hanged men...
Earth and Sky, Sun and Moon May 25, 2020May 24, 2020 Mitchel David Ring7 Comments They came in through cracks in the walls, crawling down to hide in the shadows and surround me with their silence...
They’re Not Like Us May 8, 2020May 7, 2020 Mitchel David Ring2 Comments They breathe air to survive and choke on it...
A Promise of Morning May 5, 2020May 4, 2020 Mitchel David Ring10 Comments I never saw what waited in the shadows until the sun set on a city burning and dusk became a veil over the world...
This Dawn Rising March 24, 2020March 23, 2020 Mitchel David Ring10 Comments This dawn rising is new blooded crowned emperor of things locked away by the passage of the moon...
A World in Daylight Beyond This Shore August 30, 2019August 29, 2019 Mitchel David Ring4 Comments His pulse aligned with the ebbing tide Foam-flecked sand awash in moonlight Losing track of the night beneath the waves...