#1950
I know the things you call him when he is too far gone to argue. Angel, when you’re wiping blood from his mouth. Lovely, when you’re lifting his limp body off the bathroom floor. Darling, when you’re...
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I don’t have any writing to post today because I’m a terrible writer, so here’s all the cool shit my D&D character Remr, biologist extraordinaire!, has managed to do in just two… rounds? Meetings?...
View Article#1955
Why, I ask you, is the summer solstice so much harder to face than winter’s? Awash in red, you shrug and answer with that eternally sad smile of yours, Because we both love him. I expected this answer....
View Article#1958
Life is one long slippery slope. I started at the top, but from the first my stance was shaky. I slid so early so easily and never managed to climb back up more than an inch – and that just to fall...
View Article#1960
My heart failed a hundred times today – which is to say that your heart failed a hundred times today, and I felt each awful cessation with you. I felt your collapse, too, and the hands that fought...
View Article#1961
“Finding him won’t change anything.” find [fahynd] verb; gerund or present participle: finding discover or perceive by chance or unexpectedly. recognize or discover (something) to be present. (of a...
View Article#1963
[More details about my DnD character Rem’r, adorable tiefling and Best Professor Ever!!!] Rem’r has three-toed feet (think the show Gargoyles), along with pointy teeth and nails. Her tail is plain...
View Article#1972
There’s this idea that if you fall in love with a crazy person, your love can save them – that, given time and patience and devotion, you can fix their madness, you can make them “whole”. It’s a load...
View Article#1983
When I die and am autopsied, they’ll find your fingernail gouges on the inside of my skin, the desperate clawing of someone buried alive. The medical examiner will call in doctors and forensic...
View Article#1984
The abandoned hospital hunched amid deep shadows and bright floodlights, the latter placed there to dissuade interlopers from trespassing on the construction zone at night. Despite the lights, the...
View Article#1997
The human body is astoundingly stubborn; it clings to life long after the will to live has bled from the spirit. Deny it sustenance, deny it rest, deny it more than a bare modicum of care or attention...
View Article#2002
I am forever trying to prove myself to you offering blood and ink to earn your good graces but still you sneer, not even bothering to call me ‘fool’, just “you’re really stupid” like I’m worth neither...
View Article#2009
I wonder what Tanim and Daren would be like if their circumstances were switched at birth. How much of who they are is a result of nature and how much of nurture? Take Daren, the madman, and give him...
View Article#2013
I am so, so tired of imagining you. Of imagining what you look like, what you sound like, what you feel like. Of imagining you in moments of movement and stillness, of imagining the way you take up...
View Article#2018
Characters, Alter Egos, Or Unknowable Nameless Gods? When someone asks me what I write about, I usually say something like, I have a couple characters I write about and then nothing more. At least,...
View Article#2034
The city doesn’t make sense. The streets are empty, the windows dark, the roads go on and on. Time stands still, runs backwards, or perhaps it doesn’t exist at all. Does anything exist? Is this a real...
View Article#2054
Alice… Alice… Mage’s voice pursues her even in this place where none know her and none who do know her can find her. She is anonymous here, friendless, tetherless – and yet on the edge of sleep, on...
View Article#2056
I never hated you, despite what any rumors might have claimed. I was not jealous of your station, either, and certainly did not covet it for myself. I simply had to destroy what he built and you were...
View Article#2067
She is steel wrapped in silk, head held high as she stands before a jury of closed minds and bitter hearts. Her own father reads out the charges (“witchcraft”, “sorcery”, “necromancy”, even “treason...
View Article#2069
Alice stands on the dark beach with sword drawn as she watches the figure walking out of the waves. Water streams from Mage’s tangled hair and tattered black garb; the moonlight illuminates her white...
View Article#2146
This was never a competition, per say, and I truly have renounced my vendetta against you, yet some part of me still derives a twisted triumph from the fact that I am here at the end of all things and...
View Article#2206
I tell three kinds of lies: the lies he tells me that I know are lies the lies he tells me that I do not know are lies and the lies he tells me that he does not know are … Continue reading →
View Article#2232
Once a home, I am now a house abandoned. You left the doors open and over time only the wind and rain have moved in. My paint peels; my walls are mildewed; my tiles are hidden beneath dirt and dead...
View Article#2266
They thought exile a fittingly cruel punishment, yet instead it blessed her with the only thing she had ever desired: freedom. For the first time in all the long years of her life she had no name, no...
View Article#2288
To say you are my drug would be inaccurate (and cliched). You are not a foreign substance to which my body has become addicted; you are an essential component of my survival. You are food. You are...
View Article#2300
You had the chance to be better than the ones who cast me out. You had the chance and yet you threw it away. It wouldn’t have even been hard; they weren’t exactly tough competition. All you needed to...
View Article#2304
How is it that I am always the one pursuing you and yet still I feel your hot breath on my neck, still my heart pounds with the instinct to flee before the hound’s long white teeth. You are ever beyond...
View Article#2481
Full Name: [ REDACTED ] Nickname(s): Mage Alias(es): Darkelvenmage, Shatterpan, Lightbreaker, The Dark Lady, The Wanderer, Exile Queen Rank: Captain Ship’s Name: The Dread Ship Jolly Roger Age:...
View Article#2587
Incorporeality will be the death of me. I have submerged myself in your world as much as I can – for twenty-one years, for seven thousand, six hundred, and seventy days, for tens of thousands of hours...
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