'Morningstar'‘Morningstar’'Morningstar'
It was like the sun rising; darkness broke gently as perception dawned on the horizon of my mind. My vision returned slowly, almost reluctantly, and as the sight before me coalesced, I had nothing but sympathy for my tired eyes.
My retina were bombarded by a torrent of foreign stimuli. I was still on the path… yet not. There were things here that not been present on the path before: things beside it, beneath it, inside it.
Above me the sky was transformed; no longer the velvet blanket pierced by pinpricks of light, the sky was now a rainbow of colours that danced across the spectrum of light. The colou
The Path - Chapter 1‘The Path’The Path - Chapter 1
~Chapter 1, Angels Secret.
As I lay facedown on the path, two thoughts impressed themselves upon me with alarming urgency: 1) My body was close to exhaustion; 2) If I stopped moving now my sister would surely die. My cheek cold and breath ragged, I struggled to arouse the strength to continue, for was she not my kin? Wasn’t a bloodline something we shared? Something that bound us? Her immolation was intolerable to me.
Get up. Get up you weak bastard.
I lifted my head and looked into the night, my wandering gaze alighting on a strip of asphalt, just visible through a small gap in an otherwise thick
A Selection, Nov '06
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"The fear of blood tends to create fear for the flesh."
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"The fear of blood tends to create fear for the flesh."
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