The man walked upon the strange clouds of the brightest white, and the deepest blues and violets. He looked up at the indigo sky, with occasional shades of dark pink on its surface, and green stars that hung in its expanse. He couldn’t quite recall how or when he’d come here, but he knew that, … Continue reading The Castle-Pt 1
Rainstorm
You know a storm is coming You see it in the sky You try to run for shelter As you know it's nearby Your safety now is futile As home evades your grasp You run towards it but only find The storm now has you clasped You cry for help and struggle As the clouds … Continue reading Rainstorm
The Fruit of the Serpent
Not so long ago, there lived a little girl in the bustling city. She was adored by all who knew her, not only for her smooth, ivory skin or her eyes and hair of luscious brown, but for her gentle, golden heart. She was always kind to those around her, she always did as she … Continue reading The Fruit of the Serpent
The Heart: Part 2
The tests continued. The prisoner was sent out on the streets (under surveillance, of course), and ordered to hold up this bank, to rob that store, to pickpocket this man, to throw that plastic cup into the river. Each time, the prisoner tried, he exerted all of the willpower he could muster to just pull … Continue reading The Heart: Part 2
The Stranger in a Subjective Land: Pt 1
Adrian soared across the skies as he looked down at the road below. The Consensus Bureau insisted that there be a road down there, but not that it have any particular appearance. In Adrian's reality, that road was paved with the whitest marble on earth. He oftentimes wondered what the crystalline city he saw looked … Continue reading The Stranger in a Subjective Land: Pt 1
The Heart: Pt 1
The Heart made a high, happy sound as the surgeons removed it from its box. Those sounds of sentience amazed Dr Stewart, and he doubted they would cease to. Gently, he removed it from the box and assessed the patient's brain, sizing up exactly where to place it. Then, slowly and steadily, he took the … Continue reading The Heart: Pt 1
Death Means Naught to Him
Death means naught to Him For he was dead, and returned Just as I once was But He brought me back to life And shall do the same for you
Dawn
The morning sun bathes everything in golden light And banishes the fearful night The day is new, and so are you The sleepers awaken, ready to face the day Their dreams soon follow them to stay The day is new, and so are you The night still lives because its legions never died But we've … Continue reading Dawn
A Dream of the Empty
I had a dream once; in this dream, I died. My body stopped, and from it I emerged. I soon forgot this ultimate divide, For nothing showed that my two halves diverged The place I was looked just like my hometown; At first, I did not know that I had died. But, I looked a … Continue reading A Dream of the Empty
A Typical Chat
Stop talking to me. I mean it. No, I'm not going to ruin this. Stop, I worked hard on this painting and you know it. Yes, this is the best I can do, and I'm rather content with it. Stop telling me to cut myself, it's not going to happen. Well, this paint could use … Continue reading A Typical Chat
Carter's Compendium 