A short story about love from the point of view of a vampire. It is more of an interior monologue with a little twist at the end.
I was reading the subjects for Jim Bowers' previous projects. Trying to think about the personification of Death, this came out. Beware, it is another short meaningless blurb. I'm ever so fond of them you know...
I went for a walk in the park and stood beside a giant tree. That night, I stayed up and watched 'Vampire High' At 2:00 in the morning the ending bit of the stroy jumped into my head, fully formed and demanded that I write it down. And the rest, as they say, is history.
A poem about the Celtic death of the old year and beginning of the new.
Owen tries to live a life that doesn't seem to fit him anymore.
Continuing after 1. (i'm so good at these intros at the moment aren't I? ~blushes~)
The conclusion of a long wait. Thanks to everyone fro reading my little story.
Part two of my hopefully good story. Ok somethings are still unclear at this ponit but I'm still working on it.. and the last part will most likely be edited soon.
This story is based on a very creepy dream of mine. Basically, it is my dream, minus the chaotic parts and memories from reality and dream lives.
Fire, Angels, thoughts, a mas quantity of images all put together symbolizing life and death
This is a poem I wrote awhile ago, that got published in my High School's literary magazine, 'Mindprints'. I'm pretty proud of it, and I hope you enjoy it too!
When an admirer sees her admiree fade into the sands of life what is she to feel?
This little bit I like to call the Sorrowful piper because of what it's basically about. This is just a little article-type thing I wrote. I usually write these when I'm depressed, and they're all different. This one is just my favorite. They're not really fantasy, but it's 'Written by' a made up character of mine. So, um... enjoy. Yeah.